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.

long. Thanks to her, today's exam is somewhat entertaining," Laura said nonchalantly. It seemed 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 her eyes shine. "I just don't understand why he helped her. But she is indeed attractive." The ambiguity in Alina's words set off alarms in my head. If an outsider heard that comment, it

soon as Alina finished speaking, Laura chortled, "What a

instincts finally kicked in, and I tapped my cup on the table. "Guards, the coffee is cold. Please serve a freshly brewed pot to the queen and escort Miss Quinn back to her room. She's tired.

and flashed me a confused look. "Rufus, did I make you unhappy? Why

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

are you doing, Rufus?" Laura rolled her eyes at me and then held Alina's hand to stop

hospitality," I said, struggling to

Richard started laughing. I shot him a death glare, warning him to mind his

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a voice tinged with embarrassment. The corner

didn't bother to follow her with my gaze.