The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Sylvia's POV:

I was stunned. My keen intuition told me that this wasn't a simple, silly question as it sounded. Soon, the corners of Rufus' mouth curved into a smile. He extended his hand to wipe away the bubbles off my face and said, "I was just kidding." I breathed a sigh of relief. I wasn't sure why, but I had a feeling that Rufus was being really serious just now. I had the impression that if I had continued nodding, I would be shackled and imprisoned in this palace, to be his own doll.

Rufus washed me clean and carried me to bed, treating me like a fragile piece of glass.

I felt even more uncomfortable. I grabbed his hand and wrapped myself in the duvet.

"Your clothes are wet, Rufus. You should take a shower too. I'll get dressed on my own."

Thankfully, Rufus refrained from insisting. He set my nightgown down and walked to the bathroom.

duvet, put on the

blow dryer ruffled my thoughts. I said to Yana, "Don't you think Rufus is

and would always ignore me. And now that I was speaking to her, she just gave me a

When I was still contemplating how to coax Yana, the blow dryer was

Rufus, shrouded in mist with his damped hair dangling on his forehead. I quickly crept up on my tiptoes and rubbed a towel through his hair. "It has been only five minutes since you walked into the bathroom. You shower

feel flustered

stared at him angrily and said, "Don't be silly. If you haven't

belly, and feigned a

out of your excitement to be a father!

and repeatedly kissed it. His face seemed calm but I still sensed something unusual, as if he had something to say to me. However, in the

since I wanted to ask him why he had been acting