Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Sylvia's POV: 

The room was a mess.Everything was shattered and scattered on the floor.Omar and I lay diagonally across the two corners of the room, facing each other.He howled angrily.

It was as if he was warning me.But I didn't budge.

He stood up angrily, but he didn't dare to approach me.

Perhaps he was afraid that I would tickle him again.If the situation between us right now was not tense, I would have laughed out loud.I thought Rufus was already ticklish enough.I didn't expect his wolf to be even worse.I noticed that Omar's gaze lingered at the door of the room behind me several times.

It seemed that he wanted to leave.

I immediately took a few steps back, closed the door, and locked it.I couldn't give him any chance to escape when I was not noticing.I couldn't let him catch up with Lucy.

When he saw what I did, Omar flew into a rage and pounced on me.I didn't show mercy on him anymore.

Every time his claws left the floor, I would try to tickle him.

"Awoo! Awoo! Awoo!"

and his howl shook the entire villa.I covered my ears,

would have bit me to

all, what I did successfully infuriated

next was full of

dodge.What I was afraid of was that Richard would bring his men here.I

felt that Omar's

must have fought with many werewolves earlier and

sorry for him, but there was nothing I could do.I

Omar's attack got weaker

on the cluttered floor.I grabbed a broken chair leg and stuck it into Omar's mouth, forcing him to open his mouth wide.I tried to spare one of my hands, so I could bite

struggling with so much strength that

up all my strength to suppress him.I couldn't get my hand free

fine after drinking my blood," I coaxed him softly, hoping he could calm down

but I felt that Omar actually calmed down a little.He stared at me with

delight, I wanted to continue coaxing him