The Lycan King's Fate Calling

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 my arms?" Rufus frowned in disagreement. "It'll be

we won't be able to get out of the pit if you hold

the werewolf, I'll effortlessly carry you out. But there is one problem though; I don't

the wolves that I fell into the trap." I looked up -- it was foggy outside. "I think the wolves must have left because of the rain." Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FɪndNøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of

finished speaking, I heard the howling of wolves. I looked up at him, feeling

chuckled. "They are still waiting

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.

was about to jump up with Rufus, a gray wolf stared at us from above.

up yet and are waiting outside the

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

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