The Lycan King's Fate Calling (Shawn Gibson and Sylvia)

Chapter 28 Public Humiliation

Cherry's POV:

When I noticed that a group of werewolves was praising Sylvia, I was so angry that my heart ached.

"She's a slave, and she is definitely not worthy of your praises!" As I spoke, I walked towards them.

When I got closer to them, my eyes widened in shock. Sylvia'sbeautifulclothes, delicate makeup, and noble temperament seemed to blend well with the magnificent palace.

I couldn't believe my eyes. It had only been a few days. How could she change so much? She was just a mere ant under my feet. But now, she was being flattered and praised by everyone. Jealousy flooded in me like a stream.

Seeing that Sylvia's face turned pale, I added fuel to the fire. "She is a slave from our pack. She is the daughter of a traitor. Perhaps because she is so good in bed that the lycan prince has brought her to the imperial city to serve him and satisfy his physical needs."

She bit her lower lip and scowled at me.

"It turns out she is a sex slave!" someone in the crowd shouted.

And his words were enough to make everyone start to scorn her.

"How can the daughter of a traitor deserve to stand here with us?"

"A slave will always be a slave. Even if she wears fancy clothes, she can't hide the stench in her body."

"If you didn't tell us, we won't even notice it. Damn! What's that smell? It's so disgusting."

"She's rotten on the inside, and her blood stinks. Nothing can ever take off that stench."

I crossed my arms over my chest and looked at Sylvia smugly. I saw that she clenched her fists tightly and lowered her head. She never said a word. It seemed that she was really good at enduring pain and humiliation.

At this time, several she-wolves close to me surrounded Sylvia and began grabbing her clothes, and shoved her away.

"Stop it!" The plump servant beside Sylvia reached out to stop them.

However, one of the she-wolves slapped her on the face and pushed her away.

I watched the scene leisurely. My heart was so happy seeing Sylvia being humiliated. Well, a lowly slave like her only deserved this.

While watching Sylvia being besieged, I suddenly heard Allen's voice.

"Cherry, are you tired? You might be thirsty. Drink some water first." As he spoke, he took out a gold-plated thermos flask from his bag and handed it to me.

I knew that he was doing everything to please me, but I just felt annoyed. He liked me a lot, but I wasn't interested in him. He was just a son of a Beta from a remote pack. He didn't deserve me. "That's enough!" I really lost my patience this time. His silly behavior irked me so much that I glared at him and threw the expensive thermos flask into the trash can. "If you keep talking, you will end up like that thermos flask. I will fucking throw you into the trash can!"

He flinched back in fear and did not dare to say a word anymore. He looked at me from time to time. Fright was evident in his eyes.

Then I turned my head and continued appreciating the catfight not far away.

I didn't want to come to this useless royal academy, but my father forced me. He never really cared about me. The only thing that mattered to him was his ambitions.

Actually, he ordered me to come here just to make sure that everyone in the imperial city knew that Sylvia was the daughter of a traitor, and they would chuck her out. NôvelDrama.Org: text © owner.

But it wasn't only that. What was even more ridiculous was that my father wanted me to destroy the relationship between Sylvia and Prince Rufus and seduce him, so he would abandon Sylvia and choose me. How could I waste my time doing stupid things like this?

I didn't even care about Sylvia, who was a weakling and a crybaby. Besides, how could Prince Rufus like her? She was just a plaything to him. Perhaps he would only kill when he got bored of her.

I had always been confident about my beauty. Seducing a werewolf was just a piece of cake. But Prince Rufus was not my type. His barbaric nature frightened me. Although he was the most handsome and charming lycan, his erratic mood swings were bothersome. What if I accidentally angered him? He might lose his mind for a second and kill me.

I preferred Prince Richard. I heard that he was a real gentleman. It would be nice if I could get a chance to meet him.

Although I didn't want to come here at first, I still felt that my trip was worthwhile if I saw Sylvia being despised by everyone.