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.

might be my first class, so I

from that of the orthodox army. His moves were everchanging in detail,

simply meant that if there were no rules, there were no

also had this feeling

he restrained himself

other hand, attacked me with all

so anxious that I sweated profusely.

in a deep voice, gripping my

moved my right hand and tried to strike back. But he clasped

the next second,

knew he was

including unwillingness and

to refuse. For me,

told myself that there would always be

was hard for me to fight against him now, I still