Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince by Dark Knight

Chapter 802 The White Wolf’s Trick

Rufus’ POV:

The speed of the white wolf surprised me. She seized the opportunity and bolted down the corridor. When she was about to reach the stairway, I instantly transformed into a wolf and pounced on her, knocking her head to the floor. Then I bit the back of her neck and dragged her back to the room.

Frustrated, the white wolf flopped helplessly onto the carpet. A few wisps of her red hair on her head drooped. She didn’t look as lively and energetic as before.

After assuming my human form, I locked the door behind me. I lifted the shackles on the ground to have a look and saw the wolf’s skinny legs.

Well, I was too stupid. The shackles appeared to be ineffective against Sylvia when she transformed into her wolf form.

To free myself, I dropped the chains and made my way over to the white wolf. She appeared to be fast asleep as she lay with her eyes closed and her limbs stretched out on the floor.

I let out a deep sigh. The white wolf’s little ears twitched as if she was secretly paying attention to my movements.

room anymore.” I had no choice but to squat down and

finally opened her eyes and wagged her tail. She even rubbed her b*ody against my palm

snort of laughter and reached out to touch her delicate b*ody. “But if you dare to run away again, I will vent my anger

angrily and pushed my hand

and said in a commanding voice, “I’m a man of my word. If you don’t

form and pounced on me. “Rufus, you’ve changed! How dare you

waist and scooped her up. Sylvia kept hitting and kicking my arms. Restless, she gave my chin a good, hard bite, leaving saliva

threatened me. I don’t want to talk to you anymore,” Sylvia whimpered. Her aggrieved expression looked real, but I knew she was probably

pressed on

face as if she still

kiss. As our lips touched, the restlessness and lust that had accumulated in my heart in the past few days were finally

her lips with my thumb. Her slightly

gentle voice, Sylvia pushed my chest away and stated, “You are pressing against my belly. Move away.”

and held her in my arms tightly. I kept kissing her as if I couldn’t kiss her enough. “Stop kissing me. Your saliva is