The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Sylvia's POV:

My heart was pounding. Rufus was staring at me helplessly. I didn't know if he was thinking about what I said. But going to the Royal Military School was my only way out. I had to fight for this opportunity. I licked my chapped lips, took a deep breath, and looked at him. "You..."

Before I could finish my words, Rufus suddenly pulled me into his arms. My nose collided with his chest as his pleasant scent greeted me.

My breath caught in my throat, and my skin prickled with goosebumps.

My mind was racing a mile a minute as I wondered what I'd do next.

Rufus lowered his head, his hot breath blowing against my neck.

"Why do you want to go to the military school? Huh?" he whispered into my ear.

of my neck stood up, and my body tingled. It felt as a soft feather

he said

voice was like a current surging through my body,

keep a safe space between us. But he held my shoulders, stopping me from stepping

stronger. I don't want to be a pushover

is carefully selected from the packs." He stood up without taking his hands off my waist. "What makes you think you

question felt like a long sword ramming into my

face turned pale as anger surged through my veins. I had thought Rufus would be different from others. But I didn't think he, too, would look down upon me. I was both dejected and depressed. His words broke my heart into a thousand pieces.

rid of my control," Rufus said

reached its peak as his words continued to ring in my ears. I tried to break free and even fought with him. Sᴇaʀch

effortlessly dodged my attacks. His close combat skills were perfect. Every time I thought I could defeat him, he would

the table. My heart sank as I realized how weak I was;