Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Rufus‘ POV: 

"How can that slave be so fast?" I heard everyone around me exclaim.

They were all surprised at Sylvia’s speed.

I pursed my lips, and my eyes closely followed the snow-white figure.

Pride and joy involuntarily filled my entire body.

In her wolf form, Sylvia’s fluffy hair slightly shone under the sunlight.

Her running posture was majestic.

And with a few tufts of dark red hair on top of her head swaying, she looked more charming.

I couldn’t help but want to hold her in my arms and touch her head.

Omar was also very excited, jumping up and down in my head.

He kept expressing his incomparable appreciation and joy to Sylvia’s wolf.

It took me a lot of effort to calm him down.

a little slave like

trace of praise in his voice, which

he was

I didn’t bother to

my mother snorted coldly, "This is just the beginning.There are still two more rounds in the competition.Isn’t it too early to praise her

in the main seat, my mother looked at the square with

a slave can enter Class C, then the quality

Laura.Participation

my mother and bowed to flatter

are top-notch.There is no such

one drop of poison

picked up the teacup and took a sip

"Mother!"

but shout out a forbearing warning.I didn’t want to fight with her in front of

My mother immediately understood what I meant, and her face darkened at once.She was about to smash the teacup in her hand to the ground, but Alina was agile

at

my mother in a soft voice, putting the teacup down on

the royal family, so where they come from is not really that important.It doesn’t matter if Sylvia is just a slave.As long as she is capable, she

atmosphere with just

my mother an out.I couldn’t help raising my