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 in the

trying to keep a safe

shoulders, stopping me

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

selected from the packs."

are qualified?" he asked, staring into

question felt like a long sword ramming into

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

my heart

myself from his hold, but he

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

frustration were in

a mouse, trying to escape from him–the cat

in my ears.I tried

my next move and effortlessly dodged

close combat skills were

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

heart sank as I realized how weak I

you realize where you stand? This is the difference between you and a

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