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."

at him warily, guilt and

help, he wouldn't have

clicked his tongue and snorted arrogantly. "Don't feel guilty. I don't like

laughter. It seemed that his good mood wasn't affected by his injuries at

laughter was infectious. I

to the subject he had brought up when he first entered the

If that old bloke heard what you were saying about him, he'd

exchanged guilty glances and lowered our

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

he know about the border's situation

And he has been lying to the werewolves here, claiming that the royal family abandoned them

the day

shameless

majority of his pack. But since the moment