The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Sylvia's POV:

"Yes. Are you willing to stay with me?" Rufus asked casually.

I lowered my head, feeling bitter in my heart. For so many years, he was the first person to ask for my opinion. I was just a lowly slave with no choice. But going with him was better than staying here. And if I lived, I could have the chance to take revenge.

I was about to say yes when Rufus spoke again.

"If you come with me, I can help you investigate your mother's case."

What he said made me suddenly raise my head.

I looked at him in surprise. "Really?"

"Yes. That's my promise to you as a lycan prince." My heart pounded wildly. I was so surprised that I couldn't believe what I just heard.

me. But his eyes were as deep as the sea of

with you," I said word by word, still staring at

be

head slightly but didn't say anything

up and asked, "When are you going to

ever heard since my mother

for a while." It seemed that Rufus was infected by my

right away. Besides, I couldn't sleep under the same roof with a temperamental and dangerous man like Rufus. He frowned, seemingly unhappy. He walked past the dining table and approached me. Then he grabbed my wrist and took me to the bed without hesitation. "Go to sleep," he insisted. "But

afraid that I would be taken to

the quilt. The soft bed helped relax my tense nerves, and a sense of fatigue swept

my eyes, planning to

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