The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Sylvia's POV:

The wind whistled and cheers echoed in my eyes. I gasped for air, looking at the finishing line that was not so far away now.

"Hold on, Yana! Everyone is rooting for you!" I did my best to give Yana moral support.

Each breath was so dry that my throat felt like it was being scratched by wood chips every time. I was exhausted. My forehead was dripping with sweat, blurring my eyes, but I could not afford to trip now. I knew that if my knees gave way, I would not be able to get up again.

Gritting my teeth, I endured the pain and made my way to the finishing line. As I crossed the line, I closed my eyes and could not help imagining that tall and handsome figure. I wasn't sure if he was looking at

me now.

looking for Rufus at the stands. He was too far away for me to read the expression on his

did so well! I always knew you could make it. Eighth place is already

strength had run out, it was difficult for me to maintain my high speed. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ Findɴovel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ

strong enough. It was only a short distance, but we are already so tired." Yana

prouder of what you showed today. Don't be too hard on yourself. You'll only waste more energy." I didn't want Yana to put too much

tried to catch my breath, supporting myself by planting my hands on my knees. The second part of the competition was

strength. Quite frankly, it was beyond my expectation." A strange man appeared beside me,

body was built like the epitome of strength itself. As he talked to me, the other werewolves looked at him from time to time. I just assumed they

are still too weak. You are already panting from running a short distance. You are also too thin. I think I can even snap your arms and legs with just one move." He frowned,

sweat off of my forehead and temples and glared at this man who was still talking. He seemed to have a lot

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