Sylvia's POV:

I lapsed into silence as I mulled over Leonard's words.

But before I could overthink, Leonard introduced his wolf to me. "His name is York. You might've noticed that he's a cold, arrogant wolf. It refuses to listen to me whenever he's in the lead, but he's very reliable."

I couldn't help but giggle, remembering the expression on the giant wolf's face just now. He was exactly like how Leonard described him. And I did feel that he was more reliable than Leonard. "He is very strong," I praised sincerely.

Other than Rufus', it was the strongest wolf I had ever seen. I wondered just how strong he was at his prime.

"And what about your wolf? What's her name?" Leonard asked gently.

I smiled. "Her name's Yana. She's a crybaby."

But she was also a singer- albeit a bad one.

Leonard also smiled. "Yes, I saw. But I also saw that she has a strong will. She's just as stubborn as you."

a compliment?" Yana exclaimed in pleasant surprise. "It

is saying something. He rarely ever praises anyone the first

I was stunned. I didn't expect that the aloof

confident. "Who said I was a

good mood was infectious. I couldn't

your own wolf. The lycan bloodline is a special kind of power of werewolves. To put it bluntly, it's

with nature just now, running like the wind, as

moment, it clicked. The seed that was planted in my heart

with good taste. Allow me to sing a song

a happy tune, I pictured the scene where a big wolf and a small

into that lycan power," I begged

"Why not?" Leonard nodded.

again. This time, my human self took the backseat and gave

ran back to Leonard. He looked at me and nodded with approval, but there was obviously something stirring

say something, I turned back into

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