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.

little slave like Sylvia can run that fast," Richard suddenly

a trace of praise in his voice, which was very

was really

to pay attention to

just the beginning.There are still two more rounds in the competition.Isn’t

in the main seat, my mother looked at the square

a slave can enter Class C, then the quality of this class

Queen Laura.Participation is more

dean immediately agreed to my mother and bowed

are top-notch.There is no such thing

know.I don’t want one drop of poison

mother picked up the teacup and took a sip

"Mother!"

help but shout out a forbearing warning.I didn’t want to

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

Laura, please calm down.Getting mad at such a trifle is

a soft voice, putting the teacup down on

family, so where they come from is not really that important.It doesn’t matter if Sylvia is

atmosphere with just a few

agreed with her, smoothly giving my mother an out.I couldn’t