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.

and my body tingled. It felt as a soft feather was brushing

something," he said

was like a current surging through my body, making

to keep a safe space between

want to be stronger. I don't want to be a pushover

from the packs." He stood up without

question felt like a long sword ramming into

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. I stepped back, trying to free myself from

rid

at him. My anger reached its peak as his words continued to ring in my ears. I tried to break free and even fought with him. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ FindNʘᴠᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the

were perfect. Every time I thought I could defeat him, he would suppress

best, but Rufus pinned my hands behind my back and pressed me against the table. My heart sank as I realized how weak I was;