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.

human form, gasping for air and looking for Rufus at the stands. He was too far away for

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

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

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

for many years, Yana. It's expected our strength is not at its peak right now. That makes me even 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

and tried to catch my breath, supporting myself by planting my hands on my knees. The

beyond my expectation." A

had clearly defined muscles. His 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 were appalled that someone would even talk to the slave. Although I appreciate his kindness,

are still too weak. You are already panting from running a short distance. You are also too thin. I think I can even

this man who was still talking. He seemed to

none of your business," I told