Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Sylvia‘s POV: 

Rufus and I stood together at the gate of the Royal Military School.I felt like I was dreaming.I discretely pinched my arm, trying to make sure it was real.

It hurt a lot, so this wasn‘t a dream at all.I stole a quick glance at Rufus, who was calmly talking to a subordinate of his.I was still at a disbelief.I never thought going to this royal school would ever be a possibility for me.

Not even when I had Rufus by my side.

After all, he was still famous for his coldness and indifference.

Even though he was my mate and had come to my rescue many times, I understood that our relationship was really nothing more than a mutual understanding that we needed each other.

"What are you waiting for? Let’s go."

Once his subordinate took off, Rufus reached one hand out to me and patted the top of my head with the other.

I came to my senses and followed him, my heart filled with indescribable joy.

The Royal Military School had been around for nearly a thousand years.

It could be seen in its architecture that looked even more ancient than some buildings in the imperial palace.

Although it looked less luxurious, it definitely looked more sacred.

At the center of the school grounds, there was a huge statue of a man holding a machine gun.

"Cornelius Duncan, the creator of the empire,"

Rufus explained, seeing that I was looking at the statue.

of the statue was

so detailed that the skin and clothes of the statue looked soft and

well–preserved for over hundreds of years was

"Is he your ancestor?"

my question was stupid

bore the

"Of course," replied Rufus.

gaze

by my foolishness, I averted my eyes and

up or

Rufus and I finally arrived at

werewolves were

them were students who had probably just finished the enrollment process and

had

focus of

I got some attention too walking

of the werewolves stared at me with curiosity

a number of them were also the students I had encountered at the school gate

saw me, they lowered their heads and whispered to each

some insulting

"Prince Rufus."

dean saw Rufus and wiped the sweat off of his

afraid of

school please," said Rufus straight

my wrist and raised

wide eyes, the dean looked at me in

"But Prince Rufus…"