Chapter 1087


    Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince by Dark Knight


    Chapter 1087 Future Sister -In-Law


    Ad’s POV:


    There was a snide quality to the way Lucy looked at me, and she sounded as though she was speaking


    to an idiot.


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    I felt outraged as soon as the thought formed in my head. Perhaps Lucy did, in fact, see me as a fool.


    But no matter how angry I was, I had no choice but to swallow my rage and endure. Her methods just


    might work. Besides, I couldn’t find anyone else who knew the secrets of the royal family more than


    she did, at least for now. Icked confidence in myself, too. I was just the daughter of the Alpha of a


    small pack. I couldn’t even begin topare to the noble girls who flitted in and out of court. I need a


    backer, although the one I found seemed to be living a more miserable life than I did.


    I eyed the thin, shabby clothes that Lucy was wearing. She was only wearing one coat despite the


    nasty weather, and the cor was practically threadbare.


    Even so, the scented tea that she served me every time I visited was excellent. If I didn’t know better,


    at most I would have thought it was a luxury good.


    “What are you looking at?” Lucy snapped, her eyes narrowing at me. She must have caught me


    staring. I shrugged and poured myself a cup of tea. “Nothing, my mind was just wandering.”


    “Don’t think that I don’t know what you’re thinking,” Lucy sneered. “You are far from capable, so you’d


    better behave yourself. I may not have much power around here, but I still have the power to get rid of


    you.”


    I froze, and I felt a chill run down my spine. Damn it! How could she be so perceptive? I couldn’t believe


    she saw through my thoughts so easily.


    I mustered an awkward smile and tucked an imaginative strand of hair behind my ear. “Please, you


    know that I consider you the greatest mastermind of all time. When I be queen, I will grant your


    wishes, no matter what they are.”


    Lucy threw me a contemptuous look before saying, “I don’t really care what you think. Be the


    queen first, otherwise your daydreams will simply be just that—dreams.”


    I struggled to suppress my anger and bit out a smile. “Yes, you’re right. We should take this step by


    step.” Lucy turned away from me and focused on her own teacup. I had to admit, she had a very


    elegant manner, even something as simple as sipping tea looked so graceful when she did it. It was


    almost most like she hade from one of the noble families.


    My interest was piqued. “I heard that you used to be Prince Richard’s wife,” I remarked casually.


    Her face darkened at that, and she turned back to me with her cold, icy gaze. “What does it matter to


    you?”


    I touched my nose and averted my eyes. Judging by Lucy’s reaction, I could tell that it was true.


    Richard had been sentenced to lifelong confinement, and by extension his family had been sent away


    to struggle day by day. It was only natural for her to harbor some hatred toward the man.


    I decided to drop the subject and divert the conversation to the matter of Sylvia instead. “Do you have


    any pictures or videos of that she-wolf? If I can study some of them, I will have a better chance at


    imitating her.”


    “No. I used to despise her, so I didn’t really have any reason to keep anything of hers. More to the


    point, after Sylvia was executed, Laura wiped out all the existing information about her, including


    photos.” Lucy spoke of her so nonchntly, like she was talking about the weather.


    I didn’t say anything more. To be honest, I was distracted by the floral tea I was drinking. It smelled so


    good and tasted delicious. It had a lingering taste that stayed with me long after I’d left Lucy’s ce.


    I plucked a fresh teabag from the box on the table and carefully observed it. “What is it made of?” I


    asked in what I hoped was a casual voice.


    “I mix it myself. If you like it so much, I can pack some for you to take home.” Lucy’s tone was still cold


    as ever, and she didn’t even bother looking at me.


    This was just how she was. She was often mean to me, and I knew she didn’t think highly of me, either,


    but she was always generous. Thest time I was here, she also gave me some goodies and


    homemade wine.


    I couldn’t help but smile. “Although you can be mean sometimes, you still treat me better than my


    sisters.”


    Lucy did turn to me then, the ghost of a smile on her lips. It was a rare sight, indeed. “You will be my


    future sister-inw, after all,” she replied.


    I basked in those words. Just like that, all our previous disagreements and my apprehensions


    disappeared. I took her hands and beamed at her. “If only everyone is like you. I’ve met another she-


    wolf before, but she was immediately hostile to me for no reason. That wasn’t nice at all!”


    Lucy frowned and asked, “Which she-wolf?”