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 weak

quickly pulled back, trying to keep

shoulders, stopping me

don’t want to be a pushover anymore,"

from the packs." He stood up without taking his hands

think you are qualified?" he asked, staring

arrogant question felt like a

different from others.But I didn’t think he, too, would look down upon me.I was both dejected

words broke my heart into a thousand

to free myself from his hold, but he held me

get rid of

in sharp

to

his words continued to ring in my ears.I

my next

combat

him, he would suppress me the next moment.I felt like a prey struggling to escape the hunter’s net.I tried

weak I was; I didn’t stand a

you stand? This is the difference between you and

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