The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Sylvia's POV:

I didn't expect our instructor to be so young. He had a baby face, and he looked younger than Harry. But as soon as he spoke, things were different. His rough voice sounded very irritable. The first thing Jerome did was asked Harry to stand up.

Flora and I looked at each other, thinking Harry had done something wrong.

But Harry was such a little fool. He didn't take it seriously and stood up with a smile.

"Yes, sir? What can I do for you?"

After saying this, he even winked at Jerome as if he was giving a secret signal. He didn't look serious at all.

But suddenly, Jerome kicked his butt.

Flora and I were both startled. We stood up and were about to help Harry get up, but Jerome stopped us.

"This is the army, not a place for you to fool around. If you go to the battlefield in the future, will you still face your enemies playfully like this?" Flora trembled in fear and quickly retracted her foot.

covered his butt with his hand with disbelief written all over his handsome face. It

Jerome would kick him.

in, and you immediately made trouble. Harry, I'm telling you, I don't give any special treatment here. Your request for a

He wanted to say something more but gave up

a very fierce instructor. He was even more

into your dormitory tonight. Otherwise, you get out of the army. You don't even need to go back to the academy. Just go home directly." "Yes, sir," Harry said with his head down and walked

moment, a female voice suddenly sounded

sorry, I'm

was surprised. It was a beautiful she-wolf, and she seemed to be

by the beauty of the she-wolf. "Oh my! Why haven't I seen such a beauty

whispered to her. Actually,

Layla. I just arrived at the army this morning. The driver got lost along the way

and tucked

was almost dumbfounded watching her. Aside from her beautiful face, she also had a crisp and

indifferent. "No matter what the reason is, being late is late. And there

sir," Layla replied softly. Her gestures were still full of

while looking at our new teammate like a lecher. "Oh my God! She is gorgeous. She is almost as beautiful as you, Sylvia. I really want to ask how she has gotten such plump breasts. We're all she -wolves, but why are her breasts so big? Look at