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.

craftsmanship of the statue was nothing I had ever seen

so detailed that the skin and clothes of the statue looked

the fact that it had been well–preserved for over hundreds of years

"Is he your ancestor?"

thoughts without thinking.I immediately thought my question was stupid the moment I heard it come out of my

they bore the

"Of course," replied Rufus.

could feel his gaze

averted my eyes and

or

finally arrived

lot of werewolves were inside

who had probably just finished

had not come too

the focus of the crowd right

attention too walking beside

stared at

students I had

soon as they saw me, they lowered their heads and whispered

overheard some insulting

"Prince Rufus."

Rufus and wiped

afraid

this school

my wrist and

eyes, the dean looked at me in

"But Prince Rufus…"