Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Rufus' POV: 

Clothes were scattered on the floor beside the bed.The air was thick with a strong and musky smell.I moved my arms lazily and wrapped them around the woman tightly.

Sylvia let out a low moan and her red face popped out from under the blanket.She cozied up against my chest and said sleepily, "I'm so tired.What time is it?"

"Why don't we sleep in a little longer? It's still early after all."

I gently rubbed her belly, lowered my head, and nibbled her earlobe gently.

"Does it still hurt?"

I wasn't gentle enough earlier and was almost kicked out of bed.

Sylvia closed her eyes and shook her head.Her drowsy voice was so soft and cute.

"No.It doesn't hurt anymore.Am I going to be discharged from the hospital yet?"

"Yes," I answered softly.

I pressed my lips against her bare skin, from her neck all the way to her lips, leaving a trail of red marks.

"Stay with me a little longer.I don't want you to leave." Sylvia laughed and pushed me away gently.

"Don't kiss me there.It tickles."

raised my head to give her a cheeky

and crossed it over

her hands and wrapped them around my back,

back in with

her in my arms and nudged her slightly.My lower

Sylvia hesitated.

is too high-key, and gossip will inevitably follow us.It wouldn't be good if your parents find out.I don't want to cause a rift between you and

against hers and pouted like

me a headache.My father will be easy to deal with, but it's my mother who will

saying anything more by pressing

ready to send someone back to the Black Moon Pack to gather more evidence.As long as my mother's innocence is proven, we can

my fingers

now.But when the parade is over, you have to move in with me no matter what happens.Don't worry.I'll take care of my

"Okay, fine."

my ear and whispered, "I'll listen to

longer, we finally dragged ourselves out of bed and I went to help Sylvia pack her things.She needed to

the

asked him to go home for

at this time.I unfastened the seat belt for Sylvia, kissed her cheek, and tucked her hair behind her

me when you arrive at the

meal, okay? I'm worried you'll forget, what with your busy schedule