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

I quickly blocked her voice and pretended not

Rufus suddenly

so shocked that I stared at

still kept his head down and didn't stop rubbing my

were injured.I shouldn't have forced you

I heard his

looked very depressed, like a big dog soaked in the

have nothing to apologize for.It's not

his head.But the fact

looked even more depressed, which made me feel

I agreed to this dance

silent for a long

dance lesson.Your leg is injured, and it's not

to dance, I would

of this, I got

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

practice anymore,"

My face started

because the light was so dazzling that had some illusions "But I really want to