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.

and down in my head. He kept expressing his incomparable appreciation and joy to Sylvia's wolf. It took me

like Sylvia can run that fast," Richard suddenly commented. I sensed a trace of praise in his voice, which was very rare. Obviously, he was really surprised. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the Find ɴøᴠel.nᴇt

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 Laura. Participation is more important." The dean immediately agreed to my mother and bowed to flatter her. "But don't worry, all the talents we select are

tun of wine." After saying

a forbearing warning. I didn't want to fight with her

what I meant, and her face darkened at once. She was about to smash the teacup in her hand to the ground, but Alina was

a soft voice, putting the teacup down on the table on the other side. "The military academy trains talents for the royal family, so where they come from is not really that important.

eased the atmosphere with just a few words. Then everyone

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

will be so lucky," my mother praised Alina exaggeratedly,