The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Sylvia's POV:

The three of us arrived at the appointed place. We waited for what seemed like an eternity, but there was still no sign of Harry.

"Did that idiot forget about our mission?" Flora was going crazy. She kept scratching her arms and whining, "The mosquitoes are eating me alive!"

The climate here was much hotter than that of the imperial capital, so we all wore plain loose T-shirts.

Our meeting spot was in front of a remote wasteland. Not only were there countless mosquitoes, but also plenty of unidentifiable bugs. They liked to crawl on our skin and bite us, but fortunately, they weren't poisonous.

Warren and I didn't seem to attract these bugs and mosquitoes. Flora, on the other hand, was different. Just like Harry, she attracted these insects like honey attracted ants. We weren't standing there long before her arms were covered in swollen red spots.

Warren offered his thin coat to her for the nth time. "Put it on. It'll protect you from the bugs." Flora pursed her lips and looked at the coat wordlessly. She seemed to be hesitating.

I couldn't keep watching her suffer so I took the coat from Warren and draped it across Flora's shoulders. "If you want to fall asleep tonight, stop being so stubborn."

coat around her body but said nothing. She had finally given in to Warren's kindness. Unable to look him in the eye, she lowered her head

my throat awkwardly and once again felt that I shouldn't

about to lose our patience, Harry finally showed up. He was followed by John, which took

and I exchanged

John had been almost inseparable the past few days. Even when Flora and I talked with

felt a bit strange. Was John

Harry had desperately tried to avoid John before. Was it because Harry knew that John was a gay? But these days, it seemed

been "changed" by John? Harry was a silly man. He would easily fall for someone as long as they said something soft and

I eyed the two boys with complicated feelings, at a loss for words. "What's going on?" Flora spoke for me. She tilted her head and looked

at us. He turned his head unnaturally and said lightly, "We met on the way, so we

too much. I figured she was anxious to get this show on the road. Warren, on the other hand, looked

had converged successfully. The five of us snuck out

soon as we made it past the gate, we saw a group

hid behind a wall and waited

wonder what Alpha Geoffrey is thinking. How could he offer this humble slave to Prince Rufus? How could he let a noble man like Prince Rufus