Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Rufus’ POV:

I left the dormitory building with the elderly she-wolf.

Initially, I planned to take her to the coffee room, but she was so restless and refused to sit still, so we went for a walk around the campus instead.

Neither of us said a word for a while.

From time to time, I'd ask her about the past.

Although she suffered from dementia, her answers were sensible, but she couldn't build a proper timeline for me.

As the sun dipped in the horizon, we stopped at a huge training ground.

The old she-wolf put her hand on her forehead to block out the sunlight and squinted at a girl in the distance.

"Isn't that your girlfriend?"

short hair.She was busy shooting arrows in target practice on the

you've got the wrong person.She's not my

was the third time that the old she-wolf had mistaken a short-haired she-wolf as my

guess she'll also stay up late before going back

the mention of this, she snorted and muttered to herself, "These young people don't take their health seriously at all! They always push themselves to their limit until they're exhausted.Then they'd come

my

though I wasn’t sure if the old she-wolf would recall it correctly or

her back to the dormitory.I'd see you two

a glance at me and continued to

two really are the perfect match.Alas,

up with her and asked, "Ma'am, do you remember when you first saw us

she-wolf looked up at the sky and thought for a

night...Yes, you snuck into the girls * dormitory

her memories had gotten muddled again, so I

said a lot of

could still vaguely piece together a lot of