The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Rufus' POV:

"How can that slave be so fast?"

I heard everyone around me exclaim. They were all surprised at Sylvia's speed.

I pursed my lips, and my eyes closely followed the snow-white figure. Pride and joy involuntarily filled my entire body.

In her wolf form, Sylvia's fluffy hair slightly shone under the sunlight. Her running posture was majestic. And with a few tufts of dark red hair on top of her head swaying, she looked more charming. I couldn't help but want to hold her in my arms and touch her head.

expressing his incomparable appreciation and joy to Sylvia's wolf. It took me a lot of effort to

that a little slave like Sylvia can run that fast," Richard suddenly commented. I sensed a trace of praise in his voice, which was very rare.

other hand, my mother snorted coldly, "This is just the beginning. There are still two more rounds in the competition. Isn't it too early to praise her now?" Sitting in the main seat, my mother looked at the square with disdain. "If a slave can enter Class C, then the quality of this class is really worrying." "You're right, Queen

good to know. I don't want one drop of poison to infect the whole tun of wine." After saying this, my mother picked up

I couldn't help but shout out a forbearing warning. I didn't want to fight with her

face darkened at once. She was about to smash the teacup in her hand to the

trains

atmosphere with just a few words. Then everyone quickly agreed with her,

But it seemed that I was wrong. At least she had some brains.

are so sensible and considerate. Whoever marries you will be so lucky," my mother praised Alina exaggeratedly, holding her