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 weak

pulled back, trying to keep

held my shoulders, stopping me from stepping

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

selected from the packs." He stood up without taking

are qualified?" he asked, staring

like a long sword ramming

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

words broke my heart

to free myself from his hold, but he

get rid of

anger and frustration were in sharp contrast with

I were a mouse, trying to escape from him–the cat himself.I summoned my

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

Rufus always guessed my next move and

combat skills

I thought I could defeat him, he would suppress me the next moment.I felt like a prey struggling to escape the

as I realized how weak I was; I didn’t stand a chance with

you stand? This is the difference between you and

wasn’t willing to give up, so I tried wriggling out of his