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

I hadn't asked Leonard for help, he wouldn't have had

arrogantly. "Don't feel guilty. I don't like it when others feel guilty for me. I was happy when

into laughter. It seemed that his good mood wasn't affected

I

a few pleasantries, Leonard went back to the subject he had brought up when he first entered

two misunderstand Ethan. If that old bloke heard what you were saying about him, he'd have

I exchanged guilty glances and

your message, I immediately reported it to Ethan. Ethan was also enraged when he found out what had happened. He even sent more troops to help me. In fact, he nearly came

he know about the border's situation before?" I asked

the border every year. And he has been lying to the werewolves here, claiming that the royal family abandoned them and ignored them. That

indignation. It turned out that Geoffrey's words on the day of the riot was all bullshit. I regretting believing a

was indeed a shameless man-and

the majority of his pack. But since