Chapter 710


    Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince by Dark Knight


    Chapter 710 Stab Into The Heart


    Alina’s POV:


    My father kept getting closer to me, his face grim. No matter how much I screamed, he refused to let


    me go. A violent buzzing sound filled my ears. I saw visions in front of me, all of them filled with angry


    fathers.


    Several voices in my head seemed to warn me that my father was lying to me. He didn’t love me the


    slightest bit. If he caught me, I would certainly be deprived of everything and rendered homeless.


    I copsed, losing myst shred of sanity.


    I hadmitted so many wrong acts. I’d even poisoned my father. I would never be forgiven!


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    “K*ll him. Once you K*ll him, you will be free!” a ghostly voice whispered in my ears. I didn’t want to pay


    heed to it, but it haunted me.


    I had a splitting headache and just wanted to escape. “Don’t hesitate. K*ll him, Alina, or you will d*ie.


    You havemitted so many transgressions. No one will forgive you.”


    The voice still lingered in my ears. As I watched my father get increasingly closer, I almost failed at


    subduing the fear I felt inside.


    The second he grabbed my wrist, my rational thinking was ovee by agitation and uneasiness. My


    fingers curled around the dagger and I stabbed him with it. The sharp dagger pierced his clothes and


    sank into a soft spot.


    When I snapped back to my senses, the dagger I was holding was buried deep inside my father’s


    chest. I was so frightened that I could barely speak a word. I hurriedly withdrew my hand, stumbled a


    few steps back, and copsed to the ground. “No. it wasn’t me. I didn’t… No!”


    Blood gushed out of my father’s chest. He hadn’t expected this reaction of mine and he looked


    stunned.


    “I don’t know why… I’d warned you not to approach me…” I was so terrified that I mumbled anxiously.


    My father didn’t reply. He just stared down at the dagger protruding from his chest, from where blood


    was still spurting out.


    Tears of horror and despair streamed down my cheeks. I yelled in a hoarse voice, “I didn’t want to hurt


    you. I told you to stay away from me. Why didn’t you listen to me? You f0rced my hand!”


    As soon as I finished shouting, he pulled out the blood-stained dagger from his chest and dropped it to


    the ground with a thud.


    Unable to stop myself from shaking, I didn’t dare to meet my father’s eyes. My heart sank to my


    stomach, and chills started running all over my b*ody.


    After a few seconds, my father stopped moving but remained upright.


    I looked up warily and saw him reach out his trembling hands as he walked toward me.


    I wanted to run, but I had no strength left. My feet were rooted to the spot. In the end, I closed my eyes


    from the overwhelming fear.


    But the next second, I felt a warm broad palm rest on my head. “Don’t be afraid, Alina.”


    My eyes flew open and I looked at my father dazedly. Tears poured down my cheeks. My surroundings


    seemed to vanishpletely, until I could only feel that warm hand on my head.


    I still remembered getting lost in an amusement park when I was a child. When my father found me, the


    first thing he had done was pat my head affectionately and tell me to not be afraid.


    I ch*oked with sobs and my legs gave way. “Why don’t you scold me?”


    “Because…” My father paused, gasping with pain. “Because my darling daughter didn’t do this on


    purpose.”