Chapter 548
Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince by Dark Knight
Chapter 548 A Private Interrogation
Sylvia’s POV:
Geoffrey was imprisoned in a dungeon.
It had to be said that Geoffrey was a man who enjoyed luxuries. Even his dungeon was elegantly
decorated. If it weren’t for the dim lighting, I would’ve thought that we were in a pce.
“Did Geoffrey foresee that he’d be imprisoned here one day?” Yana whined in a low voice.
Hearing this, I couldn’t help but chuckle out loud.
Rufus, who was walking beside me, looked at me questioningly. “What’s the matter?”
“Nothing. Let’s go. Geoffrey’s probably dying to see us.” I pushed Rufus, urging him to go inside.
Rufus chuckled. “I think the opposite is true.” And he was right.
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The second Rufus and I stepped foot inside the cell, Geoffrey immediately dove under the covers. He
didn’t ask any questions, nor did he look like he wanted to listen to anything we had to say. 2
Geoffrey stayed in a single, fully-furnished cell. It was just like a little hotel room. Rufus didn’t torture
him either. After all, Geoffrey was still the Alpha, albeit just in name. Before he was dismissed officially,
there was nothing we could do to him for the time being.
“What’re you doing here? I told you everything I needed to say. You’ve demolished the wall. You’ve
seeded. Whye here?” Finally, Geoffrey’s voice broke the silence. He sounded neither
reconciled nor wronged.
Rufus and I exchanged nces and didn’t know what to say.
Perhaps it was because we didn’t say anything that Geoffrey couldn’t stand it anymore and sat up in
the bed, pulling the quilt off of his head. He was wearing a shabby white shirt. Stubble littered his
cheeks and chin, and his eyes were bloodshot. In a word, he looked very disheveled.
“Tell me, what is it you want from me now?” Geoffrey swung his legs over the edge of the bed and lit a
cigarette. In a matter of mere days, he had be much thinner and deste-looking. His usually
upright back had be hunched.
“Noreen. You haven’t told us where she is. What’s your rtionship with her? Why did she help you?”
Rufus asked.
Geoffrey fell silent and took a long drag from his cigarette. After a long while, he opened his mouth.
“I met Noreen ten years ago. That was one year before the werewolf race and the vampire race signed
the peace agreement. At the time, this ce was still under the rule of the vampires. Noreen came to
me and said that she had cursed Hobson with the ck death curse and that I should take the
opportunity to reach an agreement with Hobson.”
“Has Hobson been cursed with the ck death curse ever since?” I was a little surprised. I was under
the impression that Hobson was cursed just recently.
“Yes. On one hand, Hobson was suffering from the ck death curse and was afraid that other vampire
ns would seize the opportunity to attack him. On the other hand, the tenacious resistance of the
werewolves at the border also bothered him. So as enemies from both sides pressed against him, he
finally agreed to my proposal to announce the truce. With some extra strings attached, though.”
“What about Noreen? Did you contact her after that?” I asked, narrowing my eyes at him.
“No. I haven’t seen Noreen since then. Even Hobson has been searching for her, but to no avail.”
Geoffrey shook his head. He extinguished the finished cigarette in his hand, picked up a cup of water
on the table, and took a sip.
For a while, nobody spoke, and a hush fell over the small cell.
“Then how did you know about my curse?” Rufus suddenly asked in a low voice.
I raised my head and looked at Rufus vigntly. It seemed that he didn’t intend to hide the fact that he
was cursed from Geoffrey anymore.
Geoffrey chuckled. “You finally admit that you’re cursed. Fine. It doesn’t matter even if I tell you. Noreen
showed up again a month ago. She came specifically to tell me about your curse.”