The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Sylvia's POV:

By the time Rufus and I finished talking, it was already very late. After parting, I hurried back to my dorm room and went to sleep. Unfortunately, I had a nightmare. In my dream, I was bleeding profusely out of my nose for some reason while Rufus and Alina laughed at me together.

It was horrible! It was such a humiliating dream that I forced myself to wake up from it. The clock on my bedside table told me that it was three in the morning. Wiping the sweat on my forehead, I lay back down and tried to go back to sleep. Meanwhile, Flora was deep asleep, grinding her teeth.

Finally, after listening to the rhythmic pattern of Flora's teeth grinding, I was able to fall back asleep.

It must have taken a long time for me to fall asleep again, but I almost overslept. Flora technically had to drag me out of bed and into the morning exercise with dark circles around my eyes.

"Sylvia! How many times have you fallen from the horizontal bar today?" Blair came over, wearing his uniform. He scolded me, "Try again!" Naturally, my body couldn't function well because I didn't get enough sleep. My mind was out of sorts and my heart was palpitating, so I fell off of the horizontal bar again.

happened to you?" Blair stood before

I couldn't tell him the reason why I didn't get enough sleep--that it was because I met up with Prince Rufus late at night. "For that, take twenty laps around the school. Only then can you

were all from another class and Cherry was one of them. Whenever I would pass by Cherry, she would jeer

my head. At this point, I was just tired of listening to her empty

me up. I told her

to produce both tears and sweat at the same time. By the time I passed by Flora again, I found her setting up a stall to sell some dried rat

so tired and out of breath that I couldn't even speak. All of a sudden, I felt a gust of wind whizz past me. It was Warren. Why was he running laps too? Right now, however, I didn't really care that much. Immediately,

the canteen, breakfast hour was already over and all the food was finished. Not

thought I was going to suffer from hunger again, Flora called me over and waved happily. "Sylvia, over here! I savedyou some food." The sigh of relief that left my chest was satisfying. Flora was

quickly walked over to her, wolfing down the food as soon as I

gave a smug smile. She stabbed a meatball with her fork and