The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Rufus' POV:

I looked coldly at the masked she-wolf in front of me. When faced with my questioning, she was hesitant at the beginning, then guilty, and then later she became sharp-tongued. She was shamed into anger. She was arrogant and held contempt towards royal power. In a word, she looked down on me.

I just wanted to ask her why she didn't come to the imperial capital to pay her respects to me, and she had so many excuses.

The most frustrating thing about it was that every excuse sounded just reasonable, rendering me speechless.

"If I had left the border pack, the vampires would've harassed the civilians. The border is so far away from the imperial capital; it would've taken over a week to make the journey back and forth. What if something happened during my absence? Nobody else could've protected the people." This hateful she-wolf was still making excuses! Worse yet, she was wearing a mask. I could only see her eyes and mouth. I could see the cunningness in her eyes, which made her look rather proud.

But I couldn't do anything to her. After all, I was the king. As a king, I had to be magnanimous.

Besides, I also felt that the strength of this she-wolf was... unfathomable. Perhaps she also held the same lycan power as me, but I wasn't too sure.

to

Perhaps we can even have a friendly sparring match.

with each other. When

tomorrow?" the she wolf glanced at the wall

not even ten o'clock.

a split second, she came up with yet another reasonable explanation. "I got carsick earlier, and I'm not acclimatized to the local environment here. If you didn't

you look wide awake." I looked

raised her voice and said defensively, "I'm telling you, Your Majesty, I'm really tired. If I spar with you now, I won't be able to use

thought about it, the more I felt that this she-wolf

anger

pouted and didn't say anything more. She then began to praise me in an effort to curry favor, I suppose.

honor, why didn't she come to see me

she-wolf was such a despicable