The Lycan King's Fate Calling novel Chapter 681

Alina's POV:

After I got taken away from the banquet, my father sent a group of people to guard my room, fearing that I would escape.

I was so enraged that I sat in the corner of the room and repeatedly hit the wall with a dagger.

It didn't take long before small holes in the wall appeared. I thought it would be great if these holes were on Sylvia's body—oozing blood every time she would try to fight back.

I had no doubt that would be agonizing. I knew I would feel the same thing if that happened to me.

All I wanted was to see her suffer.

I wouldn't have ended up like this if it weren't for that bitch. All my suffering was because of her. She was a thief, and she plundered everything that once belonged to me.

When I was in the capital city, I shouldn't have shown mercy. I should've killed her when I had the chance.

Elva—my wolf—kept cursing inside my head. She blamed me for getting defeated by such a bastard.

When I had enough of her scolding, I hit the wall with the dagger one last time, causing white dust to fall on the floor.

"What's the point of taking it out on the wall here? Go and kill Sylvia already! That's what you should do!" Elva sneered.

"That's enough. Leave me alone!" I retorted. I didn't want to listen to her, so I decided to block her voice.

My wolf had always been this arrogant. Making her say something nice was out of the question.

I took off my dress, leaving me with only my leggings and underwear. It was already late, but when I noticed that it began to drizzle, I opened the window and leaned against the frame. I felt calm when I looked down even though I was five meters above the ground. For werewolves, jumping down from this height wouldn't be able to kill us. However, I'd still get hurt if I did so, which in my case, could probably temporarily distract me from the emotional pain that I had been enduring all this time.