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.

had to

me show you around the training grounds. Perhaps we can even have a friendly sparring match. You can show me your power," I

common for werewolves to spar with each other. When my

late. How about tomorrow?" the she wolf glanced at the wall clock and looked a

"It's not even ten o'clock. Is that too late

another reasonable explanation. "I got carsick earlier,

so? But you look wide awake."

said defensively, "I'm telling you, Your Majesty, I'm really tired. If I spar with you now, I won't be

expecting a retort, and consequently, I didn't know what to say. The more I thought about it, the more I felt that this she-wolf was strange. Not

tried my best to hold back my anger and smiled. "Okay, then

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

it was such an honor,

such a despicable