The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Sylvia's POV:

I was startled and froze in my tracks, my puzzled eyes flying to him.

He tossed the cigarette butt he was holding into the trash, took his coat off, and left it on the balcony. Then he walked in and closed the balcony door.

He came closer to me, touched my cheek, and softly explained, "You're pregnant. It's not good for you to inhale the smoke."

I grabbed his hand and scrutinized his forehead carefully. "Maya told me you got into an accident while driving. Are you alright?"

"It's not a big deal. Why did you leave the hospital without informing me?" Rufus frowned, picked me up, stepped over the broken porcelain pieces that were lying on the ground, and deposited me on the bed. "I didn't want to stay in the hospital anymore, so I left." As I spoke, I helped him remove his thin jacket.

Rufus was very quiet tonight, and the usual smile in his eyes was missing. After settling me in bed, he went out to ask a servant to clean the room. Then, he went to the study to make a few phone calls. Quite some time passed before I finally got the chance to talk to him peacefully.

I walked to the study in my slippers and sat next to him. The small leather seat could barely hold both of us.

Rufus put his pen down with a sigh and pulled me into his lap. In a low voice, he asked, "What's wrong? Why aren't you in bed resting?"

today, and why are you so downcast?" I grabbed his arm as if I was

was fine, I knew

sorry. I know I said I would quit smoking, but I couldn't control myself." Rufus looked down at me,

held his face and watched him seriously. "Rufus, I'm not

several moments quietly. His powerful arms

silent for a long time, and so did I. The two of us just looked

raining again outside. The steadily pounding rain shattered the silence of the room. The weather was terrible these days. As it continued raining heavily, the temperature dropped considerably. It was cold

lips and was about to say

I've just tried to take over my father's post, and many elders of the royal

my head back to observe his expression. He looked as placid as a

a blind eye when they crossed their limits. However,

the kind of person Rufus was. They wouldn't let him

would have to get rid of all

resist him. Many of them had once admired and supported Richard

when he'd defeated Richard, but Ethan had stopped

all, Ethan was an indulgent

so agitated or annoyed. I believe you can navigate all these matters well. Things might