Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince by Dark Knight

Chapter 345 Soul Resonance

Rufus’ POV:

While in bed, I vaguely heard the girl in my arms mutter something in her sleep. I peeled my eyes open and reached out to touch Sylvia’s face subconsciously, only to find that her cheeks were stained with tears.

It seemed Sylvia was having a nightmare.

Pursing my lips, I pulled her closer to me, stroking her back gently. But my effort to comfort the sleeping Sylvia was in vain. After a while, she began to sob. I felt so sorry for her that I kissed her eyes and brows over and over again.

Suddenly, Sylvia woke up and called out my name in a panic.

“I’m here, Sylvia. I’m right here.” I rubbed her back reassuringly.

“I… I had a bad dream. My mom had left me.” Sylvia could barely speak coherently. As though in a trance, she grabbed at my arm with trembling hands. It was clear to me that she hadn’t completely come out of her dream yet.

I reached out in the dark and turned on the bedside lamp. Sylvia’s face was covered with tears and her eyes were puffy from crying. She looked like a deer caught in headlights.

was just a dream, Sylvia. You mom will never abandon you. Even though she couldn’t be by your side right now, she would always be watching and

eyes looked at me and

Sylvia, so I sat up and pulled her into my arms, whispering into her ear softly, “Of course. Your mom loved you so much. Why would she leave you alone? Plus, you have me. I’ll

okay? I’ll always be with you. I love

for her reared its ugly head, like a beast who had come out of a coma. I closed my eyes, trying my

just how amazing she was. I knew this kind of love was suffocating and toxic, but I couldn’t stand the thought of losing

internal struggle.

looked at me with big, sad eyes. Finally, she couldn’t help but burst

knowing she finally allowed

we came back from the meeting hall. Although she pretended to be fine, I could

down. Sure enough, a few minutes later, the crying

can I get a glassof water? Burp… I feel… uncomfortable, eh…” Sylvia raised her tearful face and seemed even more

her. In the end, I obliged

didn’t stop burping until she drank the whole

I set the glassaside, lifted the blanket, and slipped into bed. I patted the gap between us, signaling her to come closer to me.

lighten up the mood, I poked fun at her. “Your puffy eyes look like