The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Sylvia's POV:

I struggled to get up from the floor, although I felt a tingling pain in my back. I coughed and looked up at the person who attacked me, only to find that it was Leonard.

"Hey, why did you do that?" I was a little angry at his sudden move. But at the same time, I was also terrified. Werewolves had sharp senses innately. But why didn't I notice that Leonard was behind me just now? If I was on a mission, and it was an enemy, I was afraid I was already dead.

Leonard pursed his lips, and his face darkened. He didn't say anything. Instead, he attacked me directly again.

I was caught off guard, but I tried hard to dodge his attack.

His moves were so quick that they didn't give me a chance to react at all. I tried to resist a few moves, but his strength was astonishing.

He was old now, but he was still strong. I couldn't imagine how strong he was when he was young. Now I really felt the strength of the once most powerful werewolf.

Rufus was right. People would know how insignificant their strength was after meeting the real strong one.

After receiving a few punches from Leonard, I slowly calmed down from the panic.

so I quickly adjusted my mindset and started

the orthodox army. His moves were everchanging

that if there were no

end, I got flustered. I also had this feeling

because he restrained himself in fear

attacked me with all his

anxious that I sweated profusely. I didn't know how to

Leonard said in a deep voice, gripping my

way!" I moved my right hand and tried to strike back. But he clasped my shoulders so

on my shoulders. But the next second, he attacked

was giving me a

including unwillingness and admiration, filled my

telling me to admit defeat, but I continued to refuse.

I silently told myself that there would always be a

was hard for me to fight against him