Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince novel Chapter 40

Alina’s POV: 

Looking at Rufus’ handsome side face, I felt unwilling to give up.But he didn’t seem to take me serious at all.

"Alina, who do you think is the best among them?" Laura asked me, drawing my attention back to her. She looked at me kindly as if she had not lost her temper just now.

I pursed my lips and smiled gently.

Then I turned to look at the arena and said, "In my opinion, Sylvia ha the most potential."

As soon as I said this, everyone looked at me with surprise and confusion in their eyes.

"Alina, you don’t have to praise her only because you’re afraid of making someone unhappy." Laura’ words were full of underlying meaning.

She glanced at Rufus and snorted coldly.But Rufus didn’t seem to mind at all.He was still focused on the figure in the arena.I clenched my fist tightly, feeling a little jealous of that slave.

"My Queen, I’m telling the truth," I said to Laura in a soft voice, acting like a coquettish child.

I blinked my eyes and pretended to be too shy to look at others.

"All right.Then tell me why you think highly of her."

Laura was obviously amused by my behavior.She smiled and touched my nose.

"You are still acting like a spoiled child, just like you used to be."

"Well, Sylvia hasn’t received any professional training, but she can even run faster than those who have received training.She is a natural talent.I think she is amazing."

As I spoke, I observed Rufus out of the corner of my eye, hoping that he would notice me.

When I finished my last sentence, he glanced at me sideways.I gave him a gentle smile, but he didn’t respond.

He turned his head away and looked back at the arena.I felt like he regarded me as a contemptible scoundrel.He seemed to have read through my inner thoughts at a glance and disdained me.

The feeling of embarrassment and anger ignited in my heart at once.

Why didn’t he want someone like me, a noble lady who could understand him? Why did he prefer a lowly slave? I looked at Sylvia in the arena, feeling disgusted inside me.

Since I was a child, I had never suffered such grievances.

But for the sake of my pack and power, as well as my father, who was counting on me, I had to endure it.

At the thought of my father, my heart inevitably stung.