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

to

shoulders,

don’t want to be a pushover anymore,"

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

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

felt like a long sword ramming

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

broke my heart into a thousand

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

rid of my control,"

and frustration were in sharp

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

reached its peak as his words continued to ring in my

always guessed my next move and

close combat

felt like a prey struggling to escape the hunter’s net.I tried

sank as I realized how weak I

This is the difference between you

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