The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Sylvia's POV:

Harry acted swiftly. However, I spun around and dodged him as I recalled the moves Rufus had used to attack him.

"Why did you change your moves?" Harry was baffled. He couldn't fight back.

I snorted and punched his face. "I've told you that I've fought with people stronger than you." "Damn it! Don't hit my face!" Harry anxiously blocked my fist. "Who is stronger than me? Tell me. I want to meet them."

"I'll tell you if you defeat me!" I pressed my elbow on Harry's shoulder. When he was distracted, I gave him a suplex and pinned him to the ground, pressing my hand on his neck.

Harry was in a trance and looked at me in disbelief. After a while, he came to his senses and said, "I admit defeat."

I closed my eyes and breathed a sigh of relief. If he didn't admit defeat, I would have become exhausted and wouldn't have been able to fight back anyway.

I stood up and pulled Harry to his feet.

then, a judge flashed the card at me and said, "Thirty points will be deducted because your movement was not standard, and ten points will be deducted

was taken aback. I couldn't understand what was going on. Perhaps my movement was indeed not standard, but as far as I knew, I didn't violate

your minds? Are you giving the scores with your eyes closed? When did she violate the damn rules? Believe it or not, I'll fucking rip your eyes

stopped him, fearing that he would get violent and attack the judge.

and looked at them. "I would like to know the standard rules of the competition. To my knowledge,

they didn't know what to say. Finally, they glanced at each other, and one of them said, "If I say you have violated the rules, then you have. What can a slave like you know?" Harry grew agitated. He grabbed the judge's collars and shouted, "Change the score! Otherwise, you won't

the judge. He tried pulling Harry's hands off his collar but failed. "I can change the

his arm and shook my head, gesturing for him not to be impulsive. The judge raised the card again, straightened his shirt, and glared at him. "If I say her movement was not standard, then it wasn't. How could a slave, who has never received formal training

head. The blood on his

his hand and looked the judge in the eye. "I taught her the moves.

submissively. He

and crushed the card. "Get out of

judge's face visibly relaxed. He stood up and

a beat when I saw Rufus' tall, elegant figure. He

judge. The judge immediately understood his gesture and raised the card