The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Rufus' POV:

A group of werewolves cheered and clapped when the judge announced that Sylvia had passed the exam. I felt happy for her too.

Just as I was about to congratulate her, Harry ran over to her first. He put his arm around Sylvia's shoulder and grinned like an idiot.

I couldn't help but frown. 'When did this guy become so close to Sylvia? He could have politely shook her hand. Why did he have to use such an intimate gesture? Sylvia, on the other hand, was laughing happily. 'Why can't she push Harry's hand away and ask him to stay away from her?'

I felt a little unhappy and walked to her, not bothering to hide my displeasure.

Harry was the first one to see me. The smile on his face vanished, and he immediately withdrew his hand around Sylvia's shoulder and stepped back.

I glanced at him coldly, satisfied that he was sensible enough to step away.

Sylvia also saw me. Her eyes widened in surprise for a split second before her face lit up. But she soon rearranged her expression as if she were restraining her emotions.

mean? Is she

waited

But considering she wasn't as

which seemed to annoy me even more. 'What

could hear the playfulness

so close to him," I retorted. 'How could I be jealous? I just thought Sylvia

one can understand your emotions better than

as Omar finished speaking, Sylvia turned to look at me, her eyes gleaming

I was taken aback.

voice sounded confident. She looked valiant as if she was ready

I couldn't help but

look happy. Instead,

scare her. It wasn't surprising because only a few werewolves weren't afraid of

bitter feeling surged up in my heart. I had had no affinity to others ever since I was a child. In addition to that, I had once gone berserk in front of others