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.

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

"I'm afraid we won't be able

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

was so frightened by 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 novels early

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

"They are still waiting

to talk this way." Rufus finally put me down and smoothed my hair. "There are wolves outside. We have to leave the place as soon as possible, or we will be

I was about to jump up with Rufus, a gray wolf stared at us from above. He snarled at us, narrowing his eyes,

like these wild wolves haven't given up yet and are waiting outside the pit," Rufus said,

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

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