Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Sylvia's POV: 

As soon as [I got back to the dormitory, Flora immediately pushed me towards the bathroom so that I could wash up and go straight to bed.

"It's already ten o'clock! Hurry up!"

Flora’s voice sounded from outside the bathroom.

"Okay, okay.I'm getting dressed."

Just then, my phone pinged.

Harry just sent me 10 GB worth of videos, all about fighting techniques.I absentmindedly clicked on one randomly.

Immediately, the video played and a dog's loud barking sounded.

Startled, I muted my phone hurriedly.

"Sylvia? What the heck are you doing in there?"

Flora knocked on the door a few more times impatiently.

"Nothing!" I looked around for an excuse.

"There's still shampoo in my hair.I'm going to go rinse it."

As the sound of running water echoed in the bathroom, I continued to browse through the videos Harry sent me.

The one I had just clicked was called "Mad Dog Fist".

a move that would take one's

the fatal weakness of the opponent

mad dog, which would throw

martial art technique,

to fight my opponents without

artist had to be

most of them were ordinary

decided against watching any

a general idea of what I should

Flora banged on the door, demanding that I hurry up.So I quickly finished up in the

I forced my eyes closed and tried to

day

for the military parade that was held

male werewolf who had just graduated from military school.He was still full of youthful vitality, and his passionate voice echoed across the square.He

for Black Moon Pack for several days now, but we heard no news from him until now.I couldn't help but feel

"Sylvia, look! It's starting!"

excitedly, jumping up

whistled and exploded in the sky, signaling the official start of the parade.The combined honor guard of the army led the parade to the central square, protecting the national flag.The rest of the soldiers followed suit closely behind.The sound of steady steps of soldier's feet could be heard from a mile

it was the armored soldiers'

under the bright sun, while the missiles resembled unsheathed swords, pointing towards the

scene left me stunned for a

country was powerful could its

every veil of peace was someone silently shouldering the

I suddenly felt as insignificant as

join the army and