Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince by Dark Knight

Chapter 391 Visiting

Rufus’ POV:

I looked at these newbies gloomily. They were all young werewolves who had just been recruited. At a glance, I knew that they were all still very stubborn and disobed*ient.

Originally, Blair was supposed to train them, but now that Blair was in a coma, I needed to step in for him.

“How many left? Did I tell you to stop counting?” I shouted coldly.

“F… four hundred… fifty… No, thirty left…” a sold*ier answered breathlessly, his face red from the effort. I had punished him by making him do push-ups.

The rest of them didn’t dare to make a sound, for fear of being implicated.

My cold gaze swept across them and I warned, “This is what happens when you’re lazy. If any of you dare to slack off again, don’t bother to come back.”

sold*ier raised a hand falteringly. “Sir,” he squeaked nervously, “could you please let us rest for

I glanced at him indifferently, my voice as cold as ice. “You haven’t learned anything other than to

snapped shut, his little b*ody

you. Got it?” None of the sold*iers before me dared to so much as nod. The only sound that

“F… four hundred… sixty-seven…”

done here,” I

much as wiping the beads of sweat on his forehead, he immediately got to

so you can’t

couldn’t help but

his eyes flashing cunningly. He pointed at the periphery of the training ground and said loudly, “Sir, look! Isn’t that

turned to look in the direction he was pointing, I saw Sylvia standing there. She was standing on tiptoe, waving at me happily with a bright

couldn’t help but smile back at her. The sold*iers cheered happily, urging me to

minds. I decided on a compromise. “Rest here for fifteen minutes. If I’m not back by then, ask Deputy Captain Tori to

need to focus on

day, but not your mate.