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.

obeyed me and lay back

of the medical kit, the grey wolf would nudge my hand with its

it

I took out a ball of cotton to clean

stopped, I pulled out a pair of

torn flesh seemed to fester with infection, so I cleaned

and twitched its body, but it made no move to scratch or

murmured softly, making a

"This won't take long."

the medicine and wrapping the wound

eyes looked at me the entire time

I couldn't help but wonder.So I reached out

as if a hefty meatball was

called in pleasant surprise,

his hand

glanced at the grey wolf and

my joy with Rufus, I turned

but this didn't stop me from spreading

to take care of

be able to understand

head and gently