Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Sylvia’s POV: 

My heart was pounding.

Rufus was staring at me helplessly.I didn’t know if he was thinking about what I said.But going to the Royal Military School was my only way out.I had to fight for this opportunity.I licked my chapped lips, took a deep breath, and looked at him.

"You…"

Before I could finish my words, Rufus suddenly pulled me into his arms.My nose collided with his chest as his pleasant scent greeted me.My breath caught in my throat, and my skin prickled with goosebumps.My mind was racing a mile a minute as I wondered what I’d do next.

Rufus lowered his head, his hot breath blowing against my neck.

"Why do you want to go to the military school? Huh?" he whispered into my ear.

The hair on the nape of my neck stood up, and my body tingled.

It felt as a soft feather was brushing against my ear.

"Say something," he said softly.

His low, magnetic voice was like a current surging through my body, making me tremble unconsciously.

made me

back, trying to keep a

held my shoulders, stopping me from stepping

stronger.I don’t want to be a pushover anymore," I said, swallowing

student is carefully selected from the packs." He stood up without taking his hands

makes you think you are qualified?" he asked, staring into

like a long sword ramming into

different from others.But I didn’t

words broke my heart into

to free myself from his hold, but he

even get rid of my control," Rufus

frustration were in sharp contrast with his

as if I were a mouse, trying to escape from him–the

reached its peak as his words continued to ring in my ears.I tried

my next

close combat skills

I could defeat him, he would suppress me the next moment.I felt like a prey struggling to escape the hunter’s net.I tried my best, but Rufus pinned my hands

heart sank as I realized how weak I was; I didn’t stand

realize where you stand? This is the difference

voice from behind.I wasn’t willing to give up,