Chapter 485
Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince by Dark Knight
Chapter 485 Negotiation
Rufus’ POV:
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Geoffrey didn’t even bother to tidy up his messy hair and clothes. Instead, he pretended to be humble
and knelt down in front of me. “Prince Rufus, I went through all this effort…”
“Can you just drop the act? It’s pissing me off!” Flora cut Geoffrey off. She was just as anxious as me.
“Cut the crap and tell us what this is all about!”
I somehow managed to restrain the bloodthirsty K*lling intent in my heart and stared at Geoffrey coldly.
“I’m giving you two minutes to exin yourself. If you don’t tell us what you want by then, I’ll K*ll you
myself.”
Geoffrey nodded slowly. “Okay, Prince Rufus.”
I pursed my lips impatiently and waited for him to continue.
Geoffrey cleared his throat and smoothed his oily hair before he started speaking. “If you can promise
not to interfere in the affairs of this pack and report nothing out of the ordinary when you get back, I can
promise you that everyone you brought here will make it out of this ordeal alive— including Miss Todd.”
“That’s it?” I surveyed him calmly.
“Yes. That’s it.” Geoffrey smiled again. “I’ve heard a thing or two about what happened in the imperial
city. Prince Richard is out of the picture. If everything goes well, you’ll be the next lycan king, Prince
Rufus. I’d never be so stupid as to go against the future king, right? So that’s it. I really wouldn’t do
anything to hurt Miss Todd. On the contrary, I vow I will treat her well.”
I chuckled. “Do you expect me to grateful?”
“Well, it would be great if you are.”
It seemed that Geoffrey was not only ambitious, but shameless, too. Being Alpha wasn’t enough for
him. He also wanted manipte my power to his benefit.
“I’ll think about it only after I am sure Sylvia is safe and sound.” Even if he wanted to negotiate with me,
he needed to prove he had a bargaining chip.
Geoffrey chuckled and didn’t answer me right away. Instead, he walked to the boy and fished out a
candy from his pocket. “Here you go.”
The boy hesitated and took the candy carefully. It was just an ordinary piece of candy, but the boy
seemed to cherish it very much and didn’t eat it right away.
Geoffrey patted the boy’s head. He continued, “In my years as Alpha, my political performance never
declined. The border has always been safe, and our pack has paid the most in taxes every year. I
believe that in the future, I will definitely be an asset to you. Now, you do realize that only a small
portion of our pack’s werewolves are sacrificed in exchange for the peace and development of the
entire race. What’s the harm in that? Those who achieve greatness should not care about details.”
Even Warren couldn’t stand Geoffrey’s bullsh*t any longer. “Peace between werewolves and vampires
doesn’t depend solely on you. Don’t use your ambition as an excuse.”
“You’re a monster.” Flora was also disgusted. She spat on the ground and then continued, “Those who
were sacrificed by you were also werewolves. They’re citizens of our empire, not your personal
property. You can’t just do whatever you want to them!”
Geoffrey sneered and pointed at the boy with disdain. “Can’t you see? They’re all just garbage! Only
useless nobod*ies live outside the wall. Sacrificing themselves is the greatest contribution they could
make to the werewolf race. They should be proud of it! It’s better to add some heroic color to their own
lives than to simply d*ie of starvation or disease, isn’t it?”