The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Sylvia's POV:

I was a bit surprised, but before I could react, Layla quickened her pace until she was running right next to me.

"I know you! You're this year's soldier king," she said with a bright smile.

Whoever was given the rank of staff sergeant was also called the "soldier king"-the highest rank among soldiers. After this year's ranking ceremony, everyone discussed it in private.

I smiled stiffly. "I'm sorry I got you in trouble on our first meeting. You don't have to run with us, you know."

Layla chuckled, as if she didn't care so much about it. "It's fine. I was late anyway, so I deserve the punishment."

She was running really close to me. I could even hear her inhale clearly.

What the heck was wrong with me? I didn't know why, but Layla's voice was so pleasant that it made my heart beat faster.

I bit my lower lip, wondering why my heart was out of control.

was stunningly beautiful. I was so taken aback that I got distracted from the path under my feet and tripped on a rock. Before I could hit the ground, Layla reacted quickly

things or was she trying to

both rolled on the ground in a heap

lying prone on top of Layla. My hands had

and got off her. With my hands behind my back, I apologized to her, cheeks aflame with embarrassment. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to touch

she-wolves. Plus, Flora and I often wrestled in

beautiful eyes curved like crescent moons and she smiled at me

What on earth

in my own thoughts, I stared at her pretty face blankly. It wasn't until Layla called my name

tilted her head to the side and

"What's on your mind?"

adamantly, feeling more and more

Layla suddenly approached me and whispered in a charming voice, "I've liked you for a long

eyes went as wide as saucers

my horror, she added, "You're just too cute.