Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince by Dark Knight

Chapter 404 Weak Legs

Sylvia’s POV:

I didn’t even get a second to react. I just stood there and let Leonard’s fist get close to my face. His fist stopped mere inches in front of my nose.

Although I could see that he didn’t really mean to hit me, I was still filled with a feeling of fear and powerlessness. Unable to get a grip on myself, my legs turned to jelly and I collapsed to the ground.

Leonard chuckled and explained, “I had no intention of actually punching you. Don’t be scared.”

When I came to my senses, I stood up in embarrassment, still feeling very weak.

Leonard didn’t even touch me right now, but I still felt like I had been attacked by an invisible f0rce. And in the face of his charge, my fight response didn’t get even remotely triggered. My b*ody only reacted with surrender and overwhelming fear.

The last person who had evoked similar feelings within me had been Rufus.

hell was that?” I asked Leonard

it was magic, otherwise, I

softened as he smiled. He slowly said, “That

strong.” I looked at him in

had yet to hear about the

innate strength and speed of a lycan bloodline far beyond ordinary werewolves, but they also have the capability to suppress

finally clicked into place. “So, my legs subconsciously went weak

if you ask Rufus to spar with you more often,” Leonard

looked at

“Yes, you can.”

myself, except that I had a little more strength while fighting.” I waved my fist,

punch you had thrown at Toby.” Leonard watched me with a

realization dawned on me. “No wonder the king instructed you

had been wondering why a powerful man like Leonard would suddenly consent to train me. I finally knew the

his eyes and said, “In general, the lycan bloodline is inherent. A werewolf with this bloodline is significantly better than ordinary werewolves.