The Lycan King's Fate Calling (Shawn Gibson and Sylvia) novel Chapter 100

Alina's POV:

"Alina, what's wrong with you? I notice that you seem to be so distracted today," Laura, who sat at the head of the dining table, said.

When I came back to my senses, I saw the unhappy expression on her face.

I put down the knife and fork, pretended to pinch between my eyes, and said in an innocent and pitiful tone, "I'm sorry, Your Majesty. I caught a cold last night, and my head hurts a bit today."

Laura frowned, and her eyes became sharper when she looked at me. "The ball is coming. Nothing wrong can happen to you. I'll let the doctor check on you later."

"I understand," I replied in a low voice. Deep inside me, I suddenly felt tired. Laura was very observant, so every time I was with her, I had to be on tenterhooks all the time.

After dinner, Laura dismissed me at once.

I held my phone in my hand and went back to my bedroom with a long face. My heart was filled with anger.

I couldn't help cursing Warren in my heart. I had sent him so many messages, but I still didn't get any reply. I felt so upset. If it weren't for him, I wouldn't have made so many mistakes in front of Laura today.

I took the glass of red wine from Coco. And I only calmed down after taking a few sips. I opened the window and watched the servants and the guards passing by, all busily preparing for the ball. Time was running out, so I made up my mind. If Warren didn't want to do it, I had to do it myself.

At this moment, my phone on the table buzzed. I walked over and checked. It was a message from Warren.

"It's done. She won't go to the ball."

Rufus now only cared about Sylvia and didn't treat me well. But I always believed that it was because he hadn't interacted with me yet. Once he got to know me, he would definitely fall in love with me. Rufus was a noble prince who was always surrounded by refined ladies. So I understood why he suddenly felt a lowly slave like Sylvia interesting. He would change his mind sooner or later.

And besides, we had to wear masks at the ball and spray a special kind of perfume to conceal our scents before entering the venue to make sure that no one could recognize each other.

So as long as I wore Sylvia's dress and became Rufus' partner, I would definitely win his heart.

But the question was, who could steal the dress for me?

Warren couldn't possibly do it because it would be too eye-catching if he went to the she-wolves ' dormitory building.

Who else could I use then? I rubbed my finger against the wine glass slowly, deep in thought.