Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Sylvia's POV: 

On the way back, I was nervous and shaking all over.The proud prince didn't say anything to me.He just kept his lips pursed and kicked the door to his room open, leading me to the bed.I looked vigilantly at him and then turned away quickly, realizing he made me feel uneasy.

He was difficult to read.

I couldn't quite figure out why he was doing this.

"Go and fetch a set of women's clothes and some food as well."Rufus commanded the servant.

"I'm not hungry!" I blurted out.

I didn't want to cause a fuss.Besides, there was also an old saying that prisoners would be fed well only when they were on death row.

"No, but I am," Rufus replied without even looking at me.

He walked over to the couch and sat down.

"Oh… Okay." My voice was small.

I was so embarrassed with myself that I wanted nothing more than to be invisible right now.The servant returned not so long after with clothes, saving me from the awkward situation.With the clothes in my hands, I hesitantly looked at Rufus, who was still sitting on the couch.He leaned his head back and closed his eyes.I wasn't sure if he had fallen asleep.But he was still in the room.How could I change my clothes? 

"Um, are you…" I asked nervously.

My voice was only as loud as a whisper, but he heard it clearly.

Opening his eyes, he glanced at me and stood up.

"Call me when you're done changing."

"Okay."

I breathed a sigh of relief.

didn't insist on staying inside

stepped out of the room, I unfolded the clothing and

was well–made and of great quality, but I noticed that there seemed to be a slit along

I put it on

only was the slit very high up on my leg, but the dress was also tightly

chest looked too emphasized, which made me uncomfortable and want to pull

me feel awkward.I didn't even know

contemplating on how to show

Rufus' POV: 

I stood outside the room quietly and stared at

was different from all my other full moon nights.I didn't have to hide

just standing here, leisurely appreciating the peace

guards who were guarding my door to

alone in the corridor.I waited for what seemed like

I knocked

you done changing

Yes." Her sweet voice came from

a little

had already cracked it open from the inside.I met a pair of clear eyes as the door swung

look at me for more than a second without her eyes wandering elsewhere.I stepped inside and saw her standing behind the door, as if

wonder

meekly and tugged at

uneasy.I turned away and walked right to the

still seemed afraid of

inexplicable reason, this

I patted the spot

head hesitantly before slowly

you shaking? Why can't you look at

panic, Sylvia looked

it's not