The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Sylvia's POV:

Today, I had been on the verge of breaking down twice. I was in so much pain that I felt like the sky had fallen apart, and my soul shattered. sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ ꜰindNʘvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

When Rufus fell in front of me, I couldn't care about anything else but save him. I immediately unbuttoned his shirt to check his injuries.

The wound was already burning the fatal point of his chest. If this went on, his life would be in danger. I had to immediately take out the silver bullet clamped in his wound.

At this time, Rin came back, looking exhausted. Her face was dirty, and her hair was stained with blood. There were two big symmetrical bumps on her forehead. It seemed that she was punched hard by

someone.

I touched her head lovingly. "Does it hurt?"

Rin wagged her tail and whimpered, acting like a spoiled child.

As for Richard, he was nowhere to be seen. He must have run away for his life. All his men who could still move also ran away, leaving only those injured ones lying on the ground, groaning helplessly.

I lay Rufus flat in a relatively clean spot. Then I went to search the bodies of the wounded. I needed a lighter and a dagger.

couldn't sit still either. She scurried into the woods again, leaving a group of wild wolves

hurried back to Rufus

something with his eyes closed. Beads of

a kiss on

comforting Rufus was also comforting myself. God knew how scared I

and opened the lighter with my trembling hands.

mouth to comfort him. Then I raised my hand slightly

body trembled violently. His lips turned deathly

and rode on him. I overbearingly pressed

seemed slightly soothed, and his knitted eyebrows finally

I accurately found the location of the bullet and successfully took it out

the dagger and the bullet clanged when they fell

else. I

Rufus and I slightly parted with

gasped violently. The pain in his eyes was replaced by desire. I was a little

intently. I felt a sense of joy after regaining what I had lost. Fortunately, I wasn't

smiled faintly. Then he raised one hand, wrapped it around my neck, and pulled me closer to him overbearingly. He kissed me on the lips again and said in a hoarse voice, "It hurts