The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Sylvia's POV:

Rufus and I stood together at the gate of the Royal Military School. I felt like I was dreaming. I discretely pinched my arm, trying to make sure it was real. It hurt a lot, so this wasn't a dream at all.

I stole a quick glance at Rufus, who was calmly talking to a subordinate of his. I was still at a disbelief. I never thought going to this royal school would ever be a possibility for me. Not even when I had Rufus by my side. After all, he was still famous for his coldness and indifference. Even though he was my mate and had come to my rescue many times, I understood that our relationship was really nothing more than a mutual understanding that we needed each other.

"What are you waiting for? Let's go."

Once his subordinate took off, Rufus reached one hand out to me and patted the top of my head with the other. I came to my senses and followed him, my heart filled with indescribable joy.

The Royal Military School had been around for nearly a thousand years. It could be seen in its architecture that looked even more ancient than some buildings in the imperial palace. Although it looked less luxurious, it definitely looked more sacred. At the center of the school grounds, there was a huge statue of a man holding a machine gun.

the creator of the empire," Rufus explained, seeing that I was

so detailed that the skin and clothes of the statue looked soft and almost life-like. Of course, the fact

heard it come out of my mouth. Obviously, they bore the

eyes and quickly walked ahead. "Well, hurry up or we'll be

lot of werewolves were inside today. Most of them were students who

because the focus of the crowd right when he entered. Naturally, I got some attention too walking beside him. Many of the werewolves stared at me with curiosity in their eyes. Soon enough, I realized that a number of them were also the students I had encountered at the school gate before, including the she-wolves who attacked me. As soon as they saw me, they lowered their

The dean saw Rufus and wiped the sweat off of his forehead. He seemed afraid of

said Rufus straight to

looked at me in