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.

you want me to hold you in my arms?" Rufus frowned in disagreement. "It'll be faster if I carry you. You can barely

helplessly. "I'm afraid we won't be able to get

up, examining the height of the pit. "With the springing ability of the werewolf, I'll effortlessly carry

by the wolves that I fell into the trap." I looked up -- it was foggy outside. "I think the wolves must have left

soon as I finished speaking, I heard the howling of

are still

put me down and smoothed

up with Rufus, a gray wolf stared at us from above. He snarled at us, narrowing his eyes, before running

wild wolves haven't given up yet and

surprise. "And it's strange. Why are these wild wolves coming after us? It looks like they want to

in the air, getting louder with every

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