The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Sylvia's POV:

I turned my eyes back to Rufus and buried my face into his chest. "I know. I just think that the gray wolf was rather intelligent. And I just realize it's a she-wolf."

"Okay," Rufus replied, but he seemed indifferent about it.

"She might be pregnant," I added. "Guess how I knew that."

"Okay, how did you know?" Rufus obliged with a gentle smile.

"That gray wolf was trying to protect her belly at all times, even during your last attack. Even in her last moment, she still tried to protect her belly." I gave Rufus my analysis of the situation. "If she wasn't pregnant, then why would she desperately move her belly away and expose her neck to her enemy?" Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ FɪndNøvel.ɴᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

"I suppose you're right." Rufus scooped me up and changed the subject. "How's your arm? Does it hurt?"

I shook my head and absentmindedly wrapped my arms around his neck. For some reason, I felt a little depressed. "When that gray wolf dies, the wild wolves would probably just choose a new alpha for themselves, right? Like you said, it's the law of the jungle..."

Rufus paused and gave my forehead a kiss. "Do you feel guilty?"

of my own kind. But I nestled my nose into Rufus' chest and filled my lungs with his

we walked out of the forbidden forest, Rufus'

gently into his black limousine and had us taken back

something

up, it was already very

the quilt. As soon as I hopped out of bed, the door

damp and his body was still steaming a little bit from the shower, blurring his usual rigid and cold demeanor and

but run up to him and clung onto him like a koala,

the bed. "I already asked for a leave for

"Why did you ask

smoothed my hair, his eyes twinkled with affection. "Aren't you going to try and save that gray wolf? But we will only go back there tomorrow morning. The forbidden forest is much too

wolf?" With

know? I know what you're thinking just from that look on your face." Rufus chuckled. "But you have to listen to me. I

a comforting warmth seeing how considerate this man

we need to prepare anything? What if we run into a pack of