The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Sylvia's POV:

I was in a fret the whole afternoon, and I couldn't focus on Blair's teaching at all.

Worse was, I saw apparitions from time to time, always seeing Rufus standing on the podium instead of Blair.

After class, I refused to have dinner with Flora. I went to the training ground alone and stayed there to practice more.

I hit the punching bag crazily, trying to distract myself and drive Rufus out of my mind. But it was in vain. Not only did his image appear in my mind, but I also heard his voice from time to time. He was like an all-pervasive air, occupying every part of my body.

After a few hundred punches, I finally stopped. I went to get some water but then I realized I still couldn't help thinking about Rufus.

must be very angry. Maybe he would invite Alina, who was a noble lady, to be his date tonight. She was so beautiful, and she had a noble background. She was a perfect match

head in my arms in low spirits. Every time I thought of Rufus and Alina being together, I felt very irritated, but I didn't know why. It was what I wanted, right? It would be best if I let go of my

to vent my

ask me to practice with you? You

suddenly

respond to him. I just focused on the punching bag in front of me, sweat streaming down my forehead to my eyes. "Sylvia, I know you are very upset now. I can help you. Come and

side to side. I tightened my loose bandage, turning a deaf ear to

you can't solve in this way. Come on, let's talk." "Fuck off! You are

know that he was annoying? Obviously, he was on Alina's side. And now, he even deliberately appeared in front

my lips and took off my gloves and the bandage, intending

let's have a good fight." Warren didn't seem to care about my cold attitude at all. He just jumped into the battle ring as if he was eager to be a werewolf punching