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Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince Novel Synopsis
Sylvia’s POV:
“Sylvia, you lazy slave! Do you know what time is it now? Why are you still sleeping?”
I struggled to get up from the wooden bed and looked at the time. It was not even five o’clock in the morning yet. I rubbed my throbbing temples.
Then I hurriedly put on my thin coat and opened the door. A fat she-wolf was blocking the door.
With a ferocious look on her face, she pointed at my nose and snapped, “Today is the Alpha Ceremony. Why are you still asleep? Have you finished all your work?”
I didn’t say anything and just lowered my head.
I only slept for less than an hour because I spent the entire night cleaning up the conference room. My mind was still in a mess.
“Why are you still standing there? Go finish all your work!” she roared again.
Then she glared at me, turned around, and left with heavy steps.
I sighed and walked to the cloakroom, where the clothes needed to be ironed piled on the rack.
Shawn Gibson was turning eighteen today, and he was going to take over the throne during the Alpha Ceremony. I had to prepare the clothes he was going to wear.
The sun was already rising outside when I finished ironing the clothes.
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Sylvia’s POV:
“Sylvia, you lazy slave! Do you know what time is it now? Why are you still sleeping?”
I struggled to get up from the wooden bed and looked at the time. It was not even five o’clock in the morning yet. I rubbed my throbbing temples.
Then I hurriedly put on my thin coat and opened the door. A fat she-wolf was blocking the door.
With a ferocious look on her face, she pointed at my nose and snapped, “Today is the Alpha Ceremony. Why are you still asleep? Have you finished all your work?”
I didn’t say anything and just lowered my head.
I only slept for less than an hour because I spent the entire night cleaning up the conference room. My mind was still in a mess.
“Why are you still standing there? Go finish all your work!” she roared again.
Then she glared at me, turned around, and left with heavy steps.
I sighed and walked to the cloakroom, where the clothes needed to be ironed piled on the rack.
Shawn Gibson was turning eighteen today, and he was going to take over the throne during the Alpha Ceremony. I had to prepare the clothes he was going to wear.
The sun was already rising outside when I finished ironing the clothes.
Read the complete story to find out more thanksss..
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