The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Rufus' POV:

The fight on the stage was getting more and more intense. Harry had been relentless in his offense, forcing Sylvia to fall back again and again.

The more I watched, the more I felt like my heart was being used as a punching bag. Harry didn't restrain his strength at all. He knew Sylvia's weakness very well and mercilessly directed his blows at it. He punched Sylvia in the belly again, making her bend down.

I looked away as I couldn't bear to watch the fight anymore. I became more and more irritable, and I couldn't sit still.

"I thought this fight would be interesting, but she was just letting him beat her," Laura sneered.

"Sylvia is just a slave. She has never received any formal training. It makes sense that she can't defeat Harry, but her getting this far in the competition is undeniably laudable," Alina reasoned.

that in her eyes, Sylvia was just a plaything. "But if it weren't for Harry, Sylvia would've been eliminated already," Alina continued, an innocent glimmer making

as soon as Alina finished

in, and I tapped my cup on the table. "Guards, the coffee is cold. Please serve a freshly brewed pot to the

me a confused look. "Rufus,

waiting for? I said escort her back to her room," I snapped at

at me and then held Alina's hand to

I

in my voice, Richard started laughing. I shot him a death glare,

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go back to my room and rest," Alina said in a voice tinged with embarrassment. The corner of her mouth drooped, and after comforting Laura, she left with the guards. She looked at me with

to follow her with my gaze. I turned