Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Sylvia's POV: 

Although the grey wolf was by no means small, it was very thin and malnourished, so its head looked comparatively large to its body.

As I approached, it raised its big head and stared at me with its beady eyes, almost like a caricature.I tried to take two more steps forward.

It didn't move.

Now that I was sure that it didn't have any intention to hurt me, I heaved a sigh of relief and plucked up some more courage.I went straight to it, squatted down, and set the medical kit down on the floor next to me.

The black wood box was divided into several layers, with medicine and medical tools neatly packed inside.

As soon as I opened the medical kit, the smell of disinfectant wafted into the air.

The grey wolf wasn't looking at me anymore.

It seemed to be very curious about what was in the medical kit.

It tried to crane its neck to get a better look, causing more blood to spurt from its wound.I shot it a reproachful look.

"Your neck is practically broken," I pointed out crossly.

"Why are you trying to get up? Lie down!" As I spoke, I tried to push its head down as gently as I could.

me and lay

medical kit, the grey wolf would nudge my hand

it everything

took out a ball of cotton to clean up

out a pair of pincers to take out dirt

flesh seemed to fester with infection,

twitched its body, but it made no move

I murmured softly, making a

"This won't take long."

the medicine and wrapping the wound with gauze, it finally calmed

looked at me the entire time I treated

I couldn't help but wonder.So I reached out to touch its belly, trying to verify my

as if

called in pleasant surprise, "it's

waved his hand

grey wolf and

shared my joy with Rufus, I turned to the grey

but

to take care of yourself.Don't be

to be able to

head