Sylvia's POV:

I coughed awkwardly, withdrew my hand, and let Rufus wipe my face.

"Prince Rufus, my name is Warren. I'm from the Silver Moon Pack. Sylvia and I are classmates." Warren talked to Rufus tirelessly. It seemed that he wouldn't stop until Rufus responded to him.

Rufus turned his head and looked at Warren, seemingly displeased with Warren's repeated interjection. "Why are you with Sylvia?"

I noticed that Rufus was already impatient, so I quickly stood in front of Warren and explained, "Warren and I are here to practice more today. He's kind enough to help me practice. Thanks to him, I have improved a lot."

I wanted to say that Warren was a good classmate and a good comrade in arms to appease Rufus. But after those words came out of my mouth, it was only then that I realized something wrong.

"Really?" Rufus' face darkened even more. "But your leg hasn't recovered yet, right?"

After saying this, he looked at my leg.

Damn it! How could I forget it? My body stiffened, and I glanced at him guiltily.

too late to pretend that my leg was in pain now. I wanted to cry but had no tears. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh

from his pocket. It was the one I

unsure of

note." Rufus unfolded the note and

just grabbed the seam of my trousers. My palms

really believed it, so I

ball in the first place. I should have refused him decisively from the beginning. "But your roommate said that your leg had already recovered," Rufus

was no use hiding it from him anymore. I gritted my teeth and looked up to meet his eyes. "I just didn't want to go, so I

it was difficult for me to answer. My head was in a mess, and I didn't

him that I backed out at

to find out

lie to

me until I had nowhere to retreat. Then he would catch me in the next second. I was still panicky when Warren suddenly

not your accessory. She has the right to

Warren was very rude, so I winked at him, hinting at him to stop talking. But he

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