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.

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

seemed overbearing and clingy for the first time. I looked at him helplessly. "I'm afraid we won't

the springing ability of the werewolf, I'll effortlessly carry you out. But there is one problem though; I don't know if those wolves are still waiting

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

I heard the howling of wolves.

"They are still waiting

down and smoothed my hair. "There

a gray wolf stared at us from above. He

looks like these wild wolves haven't given up yet and

looked intelligent." I looked at Rufus in surprise. "And it's strange. Why are

air, getting louder with every passing minute as if they were giving out

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