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.

at Rufus, as though it was weighing

of my hand, as if to say

much, Rin.But I still need to ask a little favor of you." I smiled at it

exhausted.I can't carry Rufus anymore.Can

let out a high-pitched whine and stomped its big

it took a step forward and approached Rufus

thought it

raised its front paw and stepped

it raised its

wild wolf suddenly ran

lowered their heads and whispered for a long

glance then raised

a wry smile as

us through the forest until we reached the mouth of a

small lake

pulled Rufus off the brown wolf's back, I hurried to turn off my phone to prevent being tracked.Then I went to the lake and gathered some water

I returned, he was still in a

into small shreds to use as rags to

had

caked around

on his forehead, as well as other wounds scattered all over

squatted down next to

to look

forepaws, as if it couldn't bear to look

I touched its head then continued to

though it had grown bored.I carefully cleaned the blood off