The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Sylvia's POV:

Maya shot me a reproachful look. She seemed to want to say something, but bit her tongue in the end.

I grabbed the quilt, not defending myself.

After a long silence, she sighed and left the room.

As soon as the door closed behind her, I heaved a sigh of both relief and distress. I felt sad and bitter. I was truly like the main character of a tragic movie.

I wiped my tears, feeling bad for myself. Yana sneered at me again.

"Humph, are you feeling bad? Why don't you just tell them the truth? Keeping this secret to yourself is killing you."

"No, it's better for me to suffer alone than make Rufus go through the same misery with me." I ran my hand roughly through my hair, feeling distressed and depressed. If only I could get a bottle of wine now. But just as the thought crossed my mind, my stomach cramped, as if the baby was protesting this idea.

I touched my belly sadly. I had almost forgotten that I was pregnant. I couldn't even drown my sorrows now.

long enough to allow me to move around the room without hindrance, but I couldn't reach the door and leave. I got out of bed and changed my resting place. The fluffy rocking chair helped

he had covered the chair with a thick

tossing grapes into my mouth. Although I was a little bored, the view outside was still gorgeous. Everything in the imperial place was aesthetic, and even the fish in the pond were carefully chosen. As the sun dazzled in the sky, colorful fish would surface in the water periodically to display their beautiful fishtails like minimermaids as the pond rippled and sparkled. I sighed,

get rid of

you want the same?" I snorted, stuffing two more

at first. Then she shouted furiously, "Don't eat so many grapes! I heard it's

I was chewing and replied, "That's just

room. If I wasn't allowed to snack,

Then she fell silent, leaving

out to her aggrievedly, "Yana, don't stay quiet.

had been grouchy these past few days. No matter how hard I tried to coax her, I

for a few seconds, and then asked, "What do you want to talk about?" sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FindNøvᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ

"Aren't you bored?"

bored of your stupid questions." She was

I cajoled her like a child. "Do you want to sing?