The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Sylvia's POV:

I woke up with a splitting headache and found myself lying on a bed. My body seemed to have been drained of strength, and my limbs were too heavy to lift.

"What's wrong with me?" I muttered to myself. My memory seemed to have been cut off for a moment. I was dazed and confused, and I couldn't remember what had happened. "Miss Todd, you're finally awake!"

A she-wolf's excited voice rang out above me. It was Maya's voice.

I looked up at her weakly. "Maya, what happened to me?"

"You had a fever, and you fainted because of over fatigue. It was Prince Rufus who brought you back. You just don't know how nervous he was at that time," Maya explained, tugging off the corner of my quilt.

It was only then that my memory flooded over like a tide. I remembered that before I fainted, I felt Rufus touch my head so gently. I didn't expect that the cold lycan prince would do it to me one day. He even smiled, which was rare to see. I never knew that his cold face could be so attractive when he smiled. God knew how fast my heartbeat was at that time. Fortunately, I didn't have a nosebleed. Because if I really had, I would be totally embarrassed.

"Miss Todd, why is your face so red? Has your fever spiked again?" Maya asked worriedly.

"What?" I came back to my senses and touched my face awkwardly. It was indeed burning hot. "No. It's just that the quilt is a little thick."

then." After saying this, Maya turned around and

I grabbed her hand and quickly changed the topic. "Where

no idea," Maya

the door. His aura seemed to have been deeply engraved in my soul. I could immediately feel his presence as long as he was nearby. But aside from him, I also felt another werewolf's aura. It was a bit

was racking my brain, the door was pushed open, and Rufus came in. He waved his hand, hinting at

bed

blankly as if I was mesmerized by him. "Yeah,

lie to me," he said as he leaned over and touched my forehead. He obviously didn't believe

trace of seriousness in his half-opened eyes. My face began to heat up, and I couldn't help grasping the corners of the quilt. Now that I was

move away from me a little? I can't breathe," I said

My nose felt wet. Could

he took out his handkerchief in a hurry. "Why are you having a

because of excessive internal heat," I faltered. How I wished I could dig a hole and hide. It was too embarrassing! How could my

way, who was with you outside just now?" I immediately

face froze. Then he said perfunctorily, "No one special.

It was as if a basin of cold water was poured into it and extinguished the fire. It was only then that I realized that I had gone too far. I shouldn't have pried into his private