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."

burst out laughing. Although they both always behaved in a dignified

a good thing. Although Rufus didn't reveal anything in his expression, I knew he was actually overjoyed as he was speaking much more than usual. Blair was his best friend. During the time he was in a coma, I had

was awake, he could finally

on the sofa next to

quietly and listened to Rufus tell Blair about everything that had gone down in

and sighed, "Sure enough, you couldn't do anything well without

said, "You indeed make a

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and pulled me closer to him. "I'm sorry, but I only

automatically blushed. Pushing him away, I asked, "What are you talking

spoken the truth." Rufus probably thought his words were not enough to convince me, so he lowered his head and kissed me on the forehead to show off to Blair. Goosebumps sprung up all over Blair's body and he exclaimed, "Help! I've just woken up and

world anymore. With an annoyed expression, Rufus pulled up the quilt and covered Blair with it. "Well, cut the crap. You're going

the hospital, the three of us had a discussion and decided to tell other

keep a low profile. So, we didn't ask a driver to pick us up and walked back

carefully cradling the potted plant in my hands, afraid that it would get damaged. When we returned to Rufus'