The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Sylvia's POV:

Rufus and I were shocked when Leonard approached us. We hurried to help him.

"Why are you here?" I asked, frowning. I couldn't help but sound a little harsh, because I was worried about him.

That day, as soon as the dust settled and the crowd dispersed, Leonard couldn't hold on any longer and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Startled and worried, we sent Leonard to the hospital as quickly as possible.

It wasn't until later that we found out how serious his condition was. His internal injuries were too many to count. He was intact and strong on the surface but riddled with holes and empty inside. He refused to tell his conditions because he didn't want to be pitied.

Fortunately, Leonard looked a lot better today than that time after the riot.

Leonard pushed us away and refused our help with a bright smile. "I'm fine. Stop worrying about me."

him warily, guilt and sorrow filling my

for help, he

to have guessed what I was thinking and looked at me disapprovingly. With his hands behind his back, he clicked his tongue and snorted arrogantly. "Don't feel guilty. I don't like it when others feel guilty for me. I was happy when you asked me for help in that critical

back and burst into laughter. It seemed that his good mood

I couldn't help but

subject he had brought up when he first

bloke heard what you were saying

and I exchanged guilty glances and lowered

also enraged when he found out what had happened. He even

about the border's situation before?" I asked

deceiving the royal family for years. He bribed prosecutors who came to inspect the border every year. And he has been lying to the werewolves here, claiming that the royal

Geoffrey's words on the day of the riot was

shameless man-and

that Geoffrey felt that he had no choice but to cooperate with the vampires to protect the majority of his pack. But since the moment he lied to