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

pulled back, trying to keep a safe space

held my shoulders, stopping me

to be a pushover

only trains elites.Every student is carefully selected from the packs." He

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

question felt like a long

my veins.I had thought Rufus would be different from others.But I didn’t think he, too, would look down upon

heart into a thousand

but he held me in place, making it

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

anger and frustration were in sharp contrast with

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

peak as his words continued to ring in my

next

combat skills

to escape the hunter’s net.I tried my best, but Rufus pinned my hands behind my back and pressed me against the

sank as I realized how weak I

you stand? This is the difference between you

behind.I wasn’t willing to give up, so I tried wriggling out