Sylvia's POV:

A blush flamed my cheeks as I let Rufus dress me.

If I hadn't begged him to stop, he wouldn't have let go of me. It was all my fault; I flirted with him and ignited his desire. Now, I was weak in my knees; my legs refused to carry the weight of my body. The rain grew heavier, and water began to accumulate in the pit.

"Let's get out of here as soon as possible. Otherwise, we will get drowned in water," I said to Rufus.

Rufus nodded and picked me in his arms. "Let's go up first."

"No. I can walk by myself." I gently patted his arm, gesturing for him to put me down.

in disagreement. "It'll be faster if I

I looked at him helplessly. "I'm afraid we won't be able to get out of

of the werewolf, I'll effortlessly carry you out. But

so frightened by the wolves that I fell into the trap." I looked up -- it was foggy outside. "I think the wolves

howling of wolves. I looked up at him, feeling

"They are still waiting for

his chest. "Put me down. It's a bit awkward to talk this way." Rufus finally put me down and smoothed my hair. "There are wolves outside. We have to leave the place as soon as possible, or

stared at us from above. He snarled at us, narrowing his eyes, before running

given up yet and are waiting

I looked at Rufus in surprise. "And it's strange. Why are these wild wolves coming after

of wild wolves reverberated in the air, getting louder with every passing minute as

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