Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Chapter 7: The First Meeting 

Rufus' POV:

When I got to my room, I immediately dismissed the guards at the door.As I turned the knob, my nose was filled with a faint scent that stopped me in my tracks.Something was wrong.It seemed like there was someone else in my room.

Judging by the scent, it was a she-wolf.

It suddenly occurred to me what Shawn had been implying to me all this time.

He wished me a great night with an ambiguous smile.

That idiot! Was he trying to win me over in this way? What an arrogant move! I knew that the moment I stepped into this room, I would no longer be able to restrain my destructive desires.

That she-wolf would be torn to pieces in no time.I was not in the mood to play Shawn's game, so I just turned around and was going to leave.

But then that faint scent filled my nose again.

This time, I could smell it clearly.It smelled like a sweet orchid that had just freshly bloomed, instantly washing away the manic desires in my head.Gradually, I felt my sanity return.I couldn't help turning back around at the door.

The fragrance was coming from inside. Content (C) Nôv/elDra/ma.Org.

That scent...

"Go, Rufus! It's our mate!" Omar exclaimed in my mind with excitement.

Sylvia's POV:

As the door creaked open, I heard footsteps in the room getting closer.I was so nervous I could almost feel the blood rushing through my veins.

But just when I was in despair, I suddenly smelled the fragrance of lily and jasmine.

What was going on? Was this my second mate already? I looked up, shocked.I saw the so-called cruel and cold blooded Prince Rufus, slowly walking towards me.

He didn't turn on the light, so he was shrouded in darkness.

But under the moonlight, I could still feel him staring at me, like a beast lurking and observing its prey.

My body was trembling.I tried to curl up and cover my body in shame.

He stood in front of me and didn't say anything.

I couldn't tell if there were any expressions on his face either.

"Please, don't touch me.I..." My voice quivered and my tongue was tied.

I couldn't finish my words.

Slowly, he bent down.

Even with just one movement, I could tell that he was raised in a noble and elegant home.

Who would have thought that this regal man was cruel and bloodthirsty on the inside? Sensing that his fingers were about to touch my body, I shut my eyes and couldn't help crying.

I would much rather die right now than live with this shame.

'Mother, please help me...' But for some reason, I didn't feel any pain that I was expecting.

Instead, I felt my wrists get freed from the ropes.I opened my eyes in shock.

He had untied me.

Without thinking twice, I got up and retreated backwards, trying to keep a distance from this dangerous lycan.

I kept walking back until I had hit a wall.I pressed myself against it and crossed my arms over my chest, looking at him with vigilance.

But as soon as I looked up, ! found a coat thrown at me and covered enough of my body.

My nose was filled with that cold, floral fragrance from the coat.

When I got back to my senses, I slipped the coat off of me and looked at him strangely.

"Put it on."

His tone was cold, but I didn't feel any murderous hint to it.

Even though I could see why people would think his appearance was cold and ruthless, he actually seemed a little different.

He didn't seem to be as cruel as I thought.

Was it because of our mate bond, perhaps? I obliged and put the coat back on, catching a whiff of that amazing mate scent again.

I bit my lip and saw him leaning towards me, but I didn't feel I needed to be as vigilant anymore.

In fact, my heart even seemed expectant of something else.What was he going to say to me?