The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Sylvia's POV:

The gray wolf's eyes were ferocious. On all fours, he reached up to an average person's waist in height. His big tail flicked around like a broom. I could tell he was an agile mover. He didn't confront me head on, but he was moving around erratically, not allowing me to predict what he was going to do next. This made me vulnerable to fall into whatever trap he could think of, which didn't surprise me. I knew all along this one was also as intelligent.

At this time, Omar rushed out, breaking through the pack of wolves he was in. The strong wind blew against his shaggy fur, making him look majestic in a way. "This one's mine."

"Okay." I stepped forward, grazing past his body, and headed straight for the oncoming wolves. Using my sharp claws, I scratched the head of the wolf in front of me, causing him to howl on the spot. If he were a human, he would have been able to express his pain through words.

Seeing this, the other wild wolves bared their teeth and growled, surrounding me in less than a second.

Although these weren't the most powerful wild wolves, I was still very much outnumbered by them. One after the other, they rushed up and attacked me. I had no choice but to fight back.

On the other hand, Omar seemed to be holding his own. He had already pinned down the gray wolf to the ground and gave him a good beating, refusing to even let it resist.

more and more howls. I had no idea where all these wild wolves were coming from, but they were coming at

beginning to run out of strength. There

already. I'm not sure how much longer I can

not realizing that a wild wolf was approaching me. He grabbed onto my arms, his black claws tearing open my flesh and wounding it. He

carefully. I had to

smell of blood, which seemed to

wincing in pain. He asked

order

spring up while Rufus' attention was on me. But Omar had pressed down too tightly for him to be able to move. With one swift movement, Omar

gray wolf howled

a mistake as doing so only gave Omar a clear view of his vulnerable neck.

into the sky. The deep sound echoed into the ground, making it tremble

me and looked at Omar with vigilance. None of them dared to move forward. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ (F)indNƟvᴇl.ɴet website