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.

disagreement. "It'll be faster if I carry you. You

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

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

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 novels early and

speaking, I heard the howling

are still waiting for

me down. It's a bit awkward to talk this way." Rufus finally put me down and smoothed my hair. "There are wolves

was about to jump up with Rufus, a gray wolf stared at

given up yet and are waiting outside the pit," Rufus said,

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

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

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