The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Sylvia's POV:

The dark pit was damp and gloomy. My clothes were already soaked.

The weather in the forbidden forest was unpredictable. It was sunny a while ago, but it was raining now. The howling wind frightened me.

I crouched behind the giant rock to shield myself but it was useless. The downpour grew violent with every passing minute.

My hair stuck to my cheeks, and I broke into a cold sweat. Every bone in my body hurt. I tried moving, but the beast trap crushed my arm and held me in place.

The paths in the forbidden forest were intricate, and wild animals appeared from time to time. I ran away from the wild eyes and fell into the beast trap in a fit of panic.

steel clamp of the beast trap held me in place, making it impossible

My energy gradually drained, and I couldn't

hurricane. My clothes soon dried up, but the wind didn't manage to cool down my ever-increasing body temperature. The aphrodisiac began to take effect again. I leaned back, gasping for breath.

You have to hold on, Sylvia! Rufus

eyes weakly and felt a little dizzy. "Yana,

you turn into a wolf?"

wolf. Then, I tried freeing

to worsen the situation. The trap got tighter and

a bit surged up again. I sobbed sadly. My legs subconsciously rubbed against each other. Living somehow felt worse than death.

body. "Don't give up, Sylvia! Think about Rufus! I'm sure he must be on his way. Hold on. Or try transforming into a wolf again. Give it a

as if someone was fighting.