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.

head to look at Rufus, as though it was weighing

it rubbed its nose against the back of my hand,

Rin.But I still need to ask

Yana is exhausted.I can't carry Rufus

out a high-pitched whine

it took a step forward and approached Rufus

I thought it had agreed

helping Rufus up, Rin raised its front paw and stepped on

it raised its head

wild wolf suddenly ran

their heads and whispered for a long time before

sideway glance then raised its

out that Rin was still stubborn.I shook my head with a wry smile as I

was secure, Rin led us through the forest until we reached

was a small lake

off my phone to prevent being tracked.Then I

returned, he was still in a coma.I carefully made him

shirt off and ripped it into small shreds to use

chin had

was blood caked around the

his forehead, as well as other wounds scattered all over

next to

to look at

eyes with its forepaws, as if it

a gentle smile, I touched its head then continued to deal with

to leave, as though it had grown bored.I