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.

me

to keep a safe space

held my shoulders, stopping me

be a pushover anymore," I

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

think you are qualified?" he asked, staring into

felt like a long sword ramming

pale as anger surged through my veins.I had thought Rufus would be different from others.But I didn’t think he,

broke my heart into a thousand

to free myself from his hold, but he held me in place,

you can’t even get rid of my control," Rufus said

in sharp contrast with

if I were a mouse, trying to escape

anger reached its peak as his words continued to ring in my ears.I tried to break free and even

Rufus always guessed my next

close combat

like a prey struggling to escape the hunter’s net.I tried my best, but Rufus pinned my hands behind my back and pressed

I realized how weak I

you realize where you stand? This is the

Rufus’s calm voice from behind.I wasn’t willing to give up, so I tried wriggling out