Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Sylvia's POV: 

"Did you bring your medicine?" Rufus asked in a low voice without raising his head.

"It's in my coat pocket," I quickly answered.

Rufus must be in a bad mood at the moment because he didn't look at me and his face was gloomy.He silently took the tube of ointment out of my coat pocket and rubbed the bruises on my leg.I couldn't help crying out in pain.But I quickly covered my mouth with my hand to restrain myself from making too much noise, not daring to look at him.

"Just endure the pain because the bruises must be rubbed. Otherwise, it will take longer to recover,"

Rufus said in a plain voice, but he reduced the force in his hands.

I stared at his downcast face and couldn't help but wonder, 'Is he worried about me?'

 "Hey, let me see who's having a crush on the prince again," Yana started teasing me again.

"Yana, just go to sleep," I said crossly.

I didn't know why she often spoke in a dandy tone recently "Someone I know can endure the extreme pain when fighting.But how can she be so weak and fragile in front of Rufus?" Yana said in a voice dripping with sarcasm.

"Yana! Will you please shut up?" But Yana kept nagging.

word was connoting

so I quickly blocked her voice and pretended

Rufus

I stared at him and

hearing things again? But he still kept his head down and

you were injured.I

his voice was muffled, I heard his every word

looked very depressed, like a

for.It's not your fault, after all,"I

the fact that he

looked even more depressed,

my injury from you, and I agreed to this dance lesson,"

silent for a long

leg is injured, and it's not good for you

to dance,

I got anxious at

to learn how to dance.I'm not forcing myself.I can

you to practice anymore," Rufus said, looking

My face started to

I quickly looked away it must be because the light was so dazzling