The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Sylvia's POV:

Harry and Joanna were whispering to each other in the corner.

A couple of minutes ago, the two were quarreling. I thought they would get into a fight again, and I had to mediate and solve the dispute. However, the tension between the two miraculously eased and they now looked harmonious.

I couldn't figure out what had happened, so I didn't bother paying attention. I simply looked out of the window and watched the scenery. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the FɪndNovᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

The car quickly drove into the border of the pack. About five or six minutes later, it stopped at the military camp.

As soon as I got out of the car, I saw Rufus waiting for me on the stone steps. Although his face bore no expression, I could tell he was furious.

I immediately guessed who must have told him about it, so I turned and glared at Harry.

Harry looked at me apologetically and waved his mobile phone. 'I had no choice. Prince Rufus called me. I dared not lie to him,' he mouthed, silently begging for mercy.

I was so angry that I almost raised my hand to punch him.

However, Joanna stepped forward and protectively stood in front of him.

moment. It looked

silently talking, Rufus

any longer. He grabbed

to the imperial palace soon. If I don't go back

guilt as I spoke. Rufus

kissed his lips. "Please don't be mad at me. I know I was wrong," I said

down at me

promise this will never happen. I won't risk my life again. I won't hide anything from you," I swore

But Rufus didn't respond.

him desperately. "Please say something. Don't ignore me. I know I made a mistake. Please forgive me." Rufus unclasped my hands that were

going?" He looked down

and slowly loosened my grip. Unexpectedly, he grabbed my hand. 'What's going on?' I looked up at Rufus; his face had darkened with rage. He held my hand tightly and turned to the temporary residence

don't we go to your place?"

didn't answer my question. Instead,

like he was at the peak of his rage. Otherwise,

to your place will be a better idea. You carry on with your work. I'll wait for you to come back." I

so angry that he didn't utter a word regardless