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.

intimacy made me weak

back, trying to keep

he held my shoulders, stopping me

want to be a pushover anymore,"

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

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

question felt like a long sword

different from others.But I didn’t think he,

words broke my heart into

stepped back, trying to free myself from his hold, but he held me in place, making it

even get rid of my control," Rufus

were in sharp

to escape from him–the cat himself.I summoned my strength and glared at

to ring in my ears.I tried to break free and even fought with

Rufus always guessed my next

close combat skills

I thought 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 behind my

I was; I didn’t stand a chance with

you stand? This is the difference

to give