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.

you want me to hold you in my arms?" Rufus frowned in disagreement. "It'll be faster

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

looked up, examining the height of the pit. "With the springing ability of the werewolf, I'll effortlessly carry you out. But there is one problem though; I don't know if those

looked up -- it was foggy outside. "I think the wolves must have left because

howling of wolves. I looked

chuckled. "They are

me down and smoothed my hair. "There are wolves outside. We have to leave the place as soon as possible, or we will be in trouble when it

gray wolf stared at us from above. He

given up yet and are waiting outside the pit,"

intelligent." I looked at Rufus in surprise. "And it's strange. Why are these wild wolves coming after us? It looks like they want to

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