The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Sylvia's POV:

Many werewolves came in and out of the tennis stadium.

I sat myself on a bench and watched as Harry and Flora played tennis.

Today, it was just a free training day for Class A. We were allowed to choose whatever sport we wanted to practice as training. Tennis had always been my go-to sport ever since I got here. It was also the sport I was best at. However, for some reason, I was very absent-minded and couldn't cheer myself up. After losing three consecutive rounds to Harry, I asked Flora to take my place.

Staring at the tennis ball, flying back and forth, I began to get lost in my thoughts.

"Sylvia, watch out!"

Harry's voice jolted me back to reality and I saw a green ball flying towards me a lightning speed. Bang! The tennis hit me right smack in the middle of my forehead. It was so painful that I had to cover my head with my hands as I snapped out of it.

"Sylvia, are you okay?" Flora ran to me with her racket still in hand and looked at my forehead. "Oh my god. It's so red."

"I'm okay. It's not a big deal. I'll be fine." I tried to smile, but wasn't sure if it looked more like a grimace.

was my bad

hand. "Let's just stop

Flora muttered,

to have lost your soul. Your eyes

want him to hear us?" Flora covered Harry's mouth

about to swallow the water in his mouth. As a result, he began to choke and turn

came over. He simply nodded

Flora saw that he was coming this way, she stood up straight instantly. Before she could say anything, Warren had already whisked her away.

just one day of

you

"You are unbelievable! Ugh!"

in mockery. "Yes, well

at this scene. My bad mood was gone. During the whole period, Flora was stuck with Warren,

Rufus. I wanted to call him so bad, but on second thought, I decided against it. He must be very busy at

been very out of it today," Harry suddenly said. sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ