Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Sylvia's POV:

 Amused, I didn't know whether to burst into tears or laughter.

Rin and Rufus had never liked each other, ever since the first time they met.It seemed the two still hadn't reconciled.

"Rufus looks mean, but you'll know how good a man he is as time goes by," I said gently, rubbing Rin's head comfortingly.

Rin whined and withdrew its head, as if it begged to differ.

Thinking for a while, I pulled out the whistle Rufus had given to me from under my collar.

"Look.Rufus made this whistle for me so that I could meet you whenever I wanted."

Rin's beady eyes glanced at the carefully carved whistle in my hand.

Without saying anything, it swung its big tail to the ground.

I knew it was its way of telling me that its attitude was softening towards Rufus, so I added, "Rin, Rufus is my mate.If you can't accept him, I'll be very, very sad."

I pretended to be sad and wiped imaginary tears from my eyes.

"Just look at him! He looks so pitiful.If I just leave him here, he'll be eaten by a wild beast.And If he dies, I can't keep on living in this world."

Rin lowered its head and whined anxiously, as though to reassure me that it understood where I was coming from.

"So let's take Rufus with us, okay? Don't make me leave him here."

I buried my face in my hands, pretending to be sad, peeking at Rin from between my fingers.

look at Rufus, as though it was weighing

hand,

to ask a little favor of you." I smiled

is exhausted.I can't

a high-pitched whine

took a step forward and approached

I thought it

raised its front paw

it raised its head

wild wolf

whispered for a long time before

cast Rufus a sideway glance then raised

shook my head with a wry smile as I hoisted Rufus onto the back of the

forest until we reached the

was a small lake

hurried to turn off my phone to prevent being tracked.Then I went to the lake and gathered some water on a lotus leaf to clean

was still in a coma.I carefully made him

and ripped it into small shreds

chin had been

was blood caked around the

a swelling purple bruise on his forehead, as well as other

squatted down next

to look at

its eyes with its forepaws, as if

head then continued to

up to leave, as though it had grown bored.I carefully cleaned the blood