The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Sylvia's POV:

A week later, Blair woke up.

I rushed to the hospital as soon as I received the news.

Seeing Blair sitting on the bed and smiling at me, I was so elated that tears of joy welled up in my eyes. I felt like a weight was finally lifted off my shoulder.

Blair, who was lounging on the bed, jokingly said to Rufus, "Hey, did you see that? Your mate shed tears for me!"

Rufus punched him lightly. "Just keep your mouth shut, will you?"

Blair reacted dramatically. He clutched his chest as if he was gravely hurt. "Hey, watch the chest muscles, bro! I'm still counting on them to impress the girls."

Rufus smirked, his arms crossed across his chest, and eyed Blair coldly. "Don't be ridiculous. Your muscles have already atrophied after you lying in bed for two whole months. You're just weak."

watched their interaction, I almost burst out laughing. Although they both always behaved in a dignified and serious manner in front of others, they bickered like children

was speaking much more than usual. Blair was his best friend. During the time he was in a coma, I had often noticed Rufus drinking alone on the balcony, his face lined with worry

awake, he could finally

sofa next to him, gesturing

and listened to Rufus tell Blair about everything that had

and sighed, "Sure enough,

indeed make a good

eyes, unbothered about his image. "Is it so difficult for you to admit that you need me?" Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ FɪndNovᴇl.nᴇt

at him crossly and pulled me closer to him. "I'm

I asked,

over Blair's body and he exclaimed, "Help! I've just woken up and you two are forcing me to watch your display of affection. Please spare me." Rufus ignored him and stood up with his arm still around me. "To be on the safe side, I'd better

because I was exposed to your public display of love." Blair flopped down on the bed like he didn't have a care in the world anymore. With an annoyed expression, Rufus pulled up the quilt and covered Blair with it. "Well, cut the crap. You're going to have this thorough check-up, whether you like it or not." Rufus and I accompanied him to get a physical examination again. After receiving the doctor's confirmation that he was fine, we went through

leaving the hospital, the three of us had a discussion and decided to tell other people that Blair

a driver to pick us up and walked back instead. Fortunately, the Royal Hospital was only

damaged. When we returned to Rufus' place, I would place it on his bedside table. With this