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.

Harry covered his butt with his hand with disbelief written all over his handsome face. It was as if

Jerome would kick him.

I don't give any special treatment here. Your request for a separate dormitory room has been rejected. I won't

wanted to say something more but gave up when Jerome glared at

was a very fierce instructor. He was even more violent than a

into your dormitory tonight. Otherwise, you get out of the army. You don't even need to go back to the academy. Just

female voice suddenly

sorry, I'm

beautiful she-wolf, and she

beauty of the she-wolf. "Oh my! Why

don't know," I whispered to her.

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

That's why I'm late." Layla smoothened the hair that scattered on her forehead and tucked it at the back of her ears as she spoke. Her movements were naturally

from her beautiful face, she also had a crisp

affected by her beauty at all. He remained calm and indifferent. "No matter what the reason is, being late is late. And

sir," Layla replied softly. Her gestures were

rubbed her chin 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