Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Chapter 113: Werewolf Punching Bag 

Sylvia’s POV:

 I was in a fret the whole afternoon, and I couldn’t focus on Blair’s teaching at all.

Worse was, I saw apparitions from time to time, always seeing Rufus standing on the podium instead of Blair.

After class, I refused to have dinner with Flora.I went to the training ground alone and stayed there to practice more.I hit the punching bag crazily, trying to distract myself and drive Rufus out of my mind.

But it was in vain.

Not only did his image appear in my mind, but I also heard his voice from time to time.

He was like an all -pervasive air, occupying every part of my body.

After a few hundred punches, I finally stopped.I went to get some water but then I realized I still couldn’t help thinking about Rufus.I wondered what his reaction would be when he knew that I wouldn’t attend the ball.

He must be very angry.

Maybe he would invite Alina, who was a noble lady, to be his date tonight.

a noble background.She was a perfect match for

my knees and buried my

being together, I felt very irritated, but I didn’t know

wanted, right? It would be best if I let go of my obsession with Rufus.I stood up in despair

don’t you think it’s better to ask me

voice suddenly

seemed to have been watching me in

just focused on the punching bag in front of me, sweat streaming down my forehead to my

you.Come and fight with me.It’s

it wobbled from side to side.I tightened my loose bandage, turning a deaf ear to

you’re upset.But there are some things you can’t solve

are so annoying," I suddenly turned around

annoying?

in front of me

my lips and took off my gloves and the bandage, intending to go somewhere

have a good

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