The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Rufus' POV:

While in bed, I vaguely heard the girl in my arms mutter something in her sleep. I peeled my eyes open and reached out to touch Sylvia's face subconsciously, only to find that her cheeks were stained with tears.

It seemed Sylvia was having a nightmare.

Pursing my lips, I pulled her closer to me, stroking her back gently. But my effort to comfort the sleeping Sylvia was in vain. After a while, she began to sob. I felt so sorry for her that I kissed her eyes and brows over and over again.

Suddenly, Sylvia woke up and called out my name in a panic.

"I'm here, Sylvia. I'm right here." I rubbed her back reassuringly.

"I... I had a bad dream. My mom had left me." Sylvia could barely speak coherently. As though in a trance, she grabbed at my arm with trembling hands. It was clear to me that she hadn't completely come out of her dream yet.

I reached out in the dark and turned on the bedside lamp. Sylvia's face was covered with tears and her eyes were puffy from crying. She looked like a deer caught in headlights.

Seeing this, I sighed heavily and ran my fingers through her hair. "It was just a dream, Sylvia.

You mom will never abandon you. Even though she couldn't be by your side right now, she would always be watching and protecting you from heaven."

Sylvia's wide eyes looked at me and she whispered in a trembling voice, "Really?"

up and pulled her into my arms, whispering into her ear softly, "Of course. Your mom

heart ache for her. I leaned over and planted a kiss on her forehead. "You're no longer alone, okay? I'll always be with

for her reared its ugly head, like a beast who had come out of a coma. I closed my eyes, trying my best to control myself with my

that Sylvia would stay under my wing forever, so that no one would find out just how amazing she was. I knew this kind of love was

notice my internal struggle.

looked at me with big, sad eyes. Finally, she couldn't help

of relief, knowing she finally allowed herself to vent her

and knew that she

crying ceased and the woman in my arms let

I feel... uncomfortable, eh..." Sylvia

this, I really wanted to laugh out loud, but was also afraid it would annoy her. In the end, I obliged her and hurriedly got

didn't stop burping until she drank the whole glass of

glass aside, lifted the blanket, and slipped into bed. I patted the gap between us, signaling her to come closer

her head on my arm, her eyes puffy and her nose red. She was

to lighten up the mood, I poked fun at her. "Your puffy

flushed red with embarrassment. Covering her face

gently pulled her hands away from her face and kissed them. "Why

her eyes but then