Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Chapter 322 Last Words

Sylvia’s POV:

When Rufus hit the ground, I felt the entire world around me collapse. I rushed to hold Rufus in my trembling arms. I tried my best to stop the wound on his shoulder from bleeding with my hands, but blood just continued to flow out no matter what I did. Quickly, my hands were stained with blood and my eyes turned into a similar shade.

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“It’s okay. The bullet didn’t hit my heart, just my shoulder…” Rufus tried to smile and comfort me, but I could tell he was having a hard time. I was not convinced either. Tears streamed down my face and I trembled in fear. “Rufus, don’t waste your energy talking. I’ll take you to the doctor right away.”

Rufus took my hand in his and held the wound on his shoulder with his other one. He nodded slowly, his eyes filled with pain. He tried to get up on his own, but he was too weak and helplessly slumped back into my arms. His b*ody was growing alarmingly cold and even his face was beginning to turn deathly pale. It was a sharp contrast to witness- a burning wound in his cold b*ody.

also discovered that Rufus was actually hit by a silver bullet! This was a werewolf’s deadliest weapon. Once hit by a silver bullet, the wounds would begin to spread throughout the entire b*ody, burning the victim

such a thing just to K*ll

surging with the intent to K*ll. Holding

you to d*ie on your own terms,

going to K*ll you!” I gritted my teeth, glaring

violence, which heightened all of my senses. The surroundings seemed to have lost all color in my sight. Only black and white. I locked eyes with Richard, who was still staring down at us. The

sneered and smiled in amusem*nt. “Who will? Just you? Even if you were fast enough, do you think you could outrun

the pistol at Rufus. “Suppose I shoot another bullet into Rufus’ b*ody,

Richard? If anything happens to Rufus today, I am

will admit it was quite a pity that the bullet only hit Rufus’ shoulder. Still,

the gun to my head with a mad smile on his