The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Sylvia's POV:

I was so startled by Rufus' sudden action that I gave out a short cry.

There were screams and cheers all around us, and it made me feel a little embarrassed.

I held Rufus' shoulder, wanting to throw a tantrum. But when I saw that his ears had turned red, I couldn't help laughing.

His handsome face remained calm, but his ears got redder and redder.

"Rufus, your ears are so red," I deliberately whispered to him.

He turned to me and said, "Stop it." His tone was stiff, and he was frowning. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the (ꜰind)ɴʘvel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

He looked so serious that I had the urge to tear his disguise. So I snorted and scratched his ear with my hand.

Rufus slapped my butt, and it created a crisp sound. "I said stop it."

and didn't dare to

my butt in front of so many people? That was so

his pace. He was almost trotting

a single room. The room was neat, and many oil paintings were hanging on the wall. I was looking at the paintings and was about to appreciate them when Rufus threw me on the bed. Before I could react, he

and

and I felt the obvious change in his

Rufus. My tongue was sore and numb,

groaned and nudged his shoulder, trying to get him to let me

reluctantly let go of my lips, bit

down. But

his breathing was disorderly. And his deep eyes were full of

and couldn't help touching his eyes, fascinated by

put them behind his waist. Then he lowered his head,

acted as a pillow, feeling his burning

ground just now? Didn't you say you wanted to be aboveboard?" I couldn't help but start

my collarbone. He was like a

instant. I couldn't help hugging him and rubbing my body against him. "Rufus,