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 exert pressure on

we do?" I was confused. I had to practice dancing but didn't

exerting pressure on my

sitting in a wheelchair. But it might be hard for you because you are

frowned. "Why don't you

All of a sudden, he lifted me up and

and grabbed his sleeves. "I... my

move," Rufus interrupted me and

draped my right hand around his neck. His manly scent filled my nose. My body stiffened, and I didn't

and feel the moves. Relax and immerse yourself in the

dance. Every time he spoke, his hot

Rufus' POV:

sprayed on my chest through my shirt,

swallowed as I began to feel restless. I took her around and found her face was a little red. Her jaw was tense, and