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.

it obeyed me and

I took something out of the medical kit, the grey wolf would nudge my hand with

showed it

out a ball of cotton to

the blood off and confirming that the bleeding had stopped, I pulled out a pair of pincers

fester with infection,

its body, but it made

there," I murmured softly, making a conscious effort to move more

"This won't take long."

applying the medicine and wrapping

looked at me the

I reached out to touch its belly, trying to verify my

belly bulged, as if a hefty meatball was

I called in pleasant surprise, "it's

his

grey wolf and then withdrew

I shared my joy with Rufus, I turned to

was saying, but this didn't

need to take care of yourself.Don't be so reckless next

grey wolf seemed to be able to understand what I

raised its head