Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Sylvia's POV: 

The intimacy between us overwhelmed me as we stared into each other's eyes Rufus eyes, rimmed with thick lashes, seemed to mesmerize me.

The grayish blue irises felt like the vast ocean, and I was the lonely boat floating with the current Finally, I withdrew my gaze and lowered my head, feigning a cough, "Have you done with my bruises?"

"Not yet.Don't move." Rufus continued to rub my leg.

His movements were not as calm as before.

It looked like he felt uneasy too.I tucked a strand of hair behind my ear, My face was so hot; his presence seemed to ignite sparks of desire within me.Rufus and I both fell silent.

The atmosphere suddenly became inexplicably strange.

He rubbed the ointment on my bruises and bandaged it again.

Then, I hurriedly sprang to my feet.

"Let's practice dancing.I don't have much time."

"We can continue."

Rufus compromised and stood up.

you can't exert pressure

what do we

dancing but didn't know how to

Well, in fact, I don't mind sitting in a wheelchair, But it might be hard for you

is no wheelchair," Rufus said

should we do? The ball is

think it's a good idea."

on his expensive leather shoes.I

my soles are

"Don't move,"

interrupted me and

draped my right hand

scent filled

stiffened, and I

my

and feel the moves, Relax and

his body and taught me

hot breath brushed against

Rufus's POV: 

flutter.Her silky strands brushed against

was tense, and her eyes looked