The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Sylvia's POV:

Just then, lightning flashed across the sky. Seconds later, thunder exploded violently, rattling us slightly. Drizzling soon became heavy rain. This caught everyone off guard.

"The rain's getting heavy. We have to leave now, or something dangerous might happen," the captain said seriously, his eyes fixed on the ominous, dark sky.

Everyone got to work and bandaged their wounds as quickly as possible so that we could get out of the forbidden forest in one piece.

Perhaps Rin was not used to being around too many werewolves. She paced back and forth, anxiously walking around me in circles.

I squatted down and patted her head gently. "You can go ahead. Don't worry. I'm safe now, thanks to you. When all this blows over, I'll come back with Rufus to visit you." Rin nudged her big forehead against my arm, tears seeming to well up in her big, innocent eyes.

"Oh, don't be sad. We'll meet again soon." But I didn't want to leave her either.

Finally, Rin reluctantly pulled away and darted into the trees. Before disappearing from my sight, she kept turning around to look at me. Finally, she disappeared in the forest.

"What a smart wolf. It's almost as though it understands everything we say. I hope I have a wolf just like that one. Imagine I walk down the street with a vigorous pet wild wolf. How amazing!" The captain sighed, having witnessed the ordeal between me and Rin. Then, catching me eyeing him, he bowed slightly and introduced himself. "You can call me Dylan. I already know that your name's Sylvia. I watched you win the selection competition. That last round was awesome."

"Oh, thank you. You're too kind." I smiled with amusement. "Rin is indeed an eye-catcher. Although she looks tame now, she almost killed me the first time we met."

this, Dylan's envious

"Wild wolves are born free, so it's only right that they wander the

I can afford a huge house before considering keeping a wild wolf as my pet, ha-ha." Dylan nodded dejectedly. It seemed that he had

made our way out of the

and legs showed varying degrees of burns, but he still walked tall with

followed close at his heels,

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held a deep grudge against Richard. On our way back, he kept complaining about the dirty things that Richard had done when they were still

know what? He learned how to curse from me." Dylan snorted

giggle. "No wonder he's so good at

"Now you know why."

emerged from the trees and

glanced at the army trudging behind me in

back. Anyway, how've you been? Did you find

and Tom on your way here?" "No." I frowned. It had