The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Sylvia's POV:

The intimacy between us overwhelmed me as we stared into each other's eyes.

Rufus eyes, rimmed with thick lashes, seemed to mesmerize me. The grayish blue irises felt like the vast ocean, and I was the lonely boat floating with the current.

Finally, I withdrew my gaze and lowered my head, feigning a cough. "Have you done with my bruises?"

"Not yet. Don't move." Rufus continued to rub my leg. His movements were not as calm as before. It looked like he felt uneasy too.

I tucked a strand of hair behind my ear. My face was so hot; his presence seemed to ignite sparks of desire within me.

Rufus and I both fell silent. The atmosphere suddenly became inexplicably strange.

He rubbed the ointment on my bruises and bandaged it again. Then, I hurriedly sprang to my feet. "Let's practice dancing. I don't have much time."

up. "But you can't

what do we do?" I was confused. I had to practice dancing but

exerting pressure on my

it might be hard for you because you are

I frowned. "Why don't you find me a wheelchair? I think it's a good

didn't say anything. All of a sudden, he lifted me up and made

guard and grabbed his

move," Rufus interrupted me and

my balance and subconsciously draped my right hand around his neck. His manly scent filled my nose.

and feel the moves. Relax and immerse yourself in

body and taught me how to dance. Every time he

Rufus' POV:

my shirt, making me feel hot

red. Her jaw was tense, and her eyes looked serious. I didn't know what she was thinking. "Practice hard. Don't