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.

my neck stood up, and my body tingled. It felt as

something," he

voice was like a current surging through my body, making me tremble

trying to keep a safe

stronger. I don't want to be a pushover

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

like a

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. I stepped back, trying to free myself from his hold, but he held me

rid of my control," Rufus

him. My anger reached its peak as his words continued to ring

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

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