The Lycan King's Fate Calling (Shawn Gibson and Sylvia)

Chapter 232 The Secret Mission

Blair's POV:

I moved sideways, deftly avoiding Rufus' kick. "Hey, I'm not that kind of werewolf, okay?" "I think you are," Rufus snorted coldly.

"Where's your trust in me now?" I asked with a smile. Knowing that Rufus was only joking, I started acting.

He glared at me coldly and stubbed out his cigarette. "The fact that you can still act like this now means I still trust you enough."

I feigned an aggrieved look. "You can forget our friendship just because you have a mate now?" Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.

Rufus ignored me and finished his beer before throwing the empty tin into the trash can.

"But then again, don' t you really want the throne?" When it came to this topic, I became serious and stopped joking. "Richard is not qualified in that position at all. He can't do well."

Rufus didn't say anything. He seemed lost in thought.

I knew that he didn't want to leave the werewolf race behind. He didn't want to leave the future of the werewolf race in Richard's hands. But the deadliest problem was the bloodline. Rufus couldn't have children, which worried the lycan king the most.

"But even if you don't fight for it, Richard will still take you as a rival. He will only do more things to harm you and secure his position," I said to him again. I was anxious for him. The lycan king was getting more and more fond of Richard now. It was as if he was training Richard to be his heir.

Rufus frowned and still didn't answer.

"The future of the werewolf race must not fall into the hands of a sinister villain. We can't just watch the empire being destroyed by Richard without doing anything," I said in an unprecedentedly solemn tone, looking at him seriously. "So, Rufus, you have to fight with him." Rufus pressed his lips tightly. With a determined expression on his face, he said firmly, "I know, Blair. And I know what I'm doing. I have the same beliefs as you."

Upon hearing Rufus say this, I breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that he wouldn't give up fighting for the throne.

"There's another important thing I need to ask you for help. It's about the case of Sylvia's mother," Rufus added.

"Are there any new clues?"

"Yes. The evidence we need might be in the room of the Gamma of Sylvia's pack. I want you to sneak into Sylvia's pack and help me find the evidence." After saying this, Rufus took out a map and gave it to me. "Here is the exact layout of the room and where you can find the evidence."

I took the map and looked at it carefully. "When will I set out?"

"In a day or two. The parade will be next week, and the members of Sylvia's pack should be about to set out. I have to participate in the military parade, and it's not possible for me to do this myself. So that's why I'm asking you. You can find an excuse and leave the capital during this time. I will temporarily take over your classes in the academy." Rufus patted me on the shoulder and added, "Be careful."

"Yes. I will fulfill this mission." I gave him a solemn military salute and took the task.

Then Rufus left.

At this time, someone from the academic affairs office called and asked for a copy of the physical test data of Classes A and B.

I clicked on the photo album, browsed through it, and sent two photos they needed.

Then I started tidying up the photo album. My fingers paused on Sylvia's photo.

In the photo, Sylvia was smiling brightly. It was taken by chance during the placement test. When she had just entered the academy, she rarely smiled. And there was always unconcealed sadness in her eyes. For some reason, I couldn't help but secretly take a photo of her when I saw her smiling for the first time. I kept it all the time.

At first, I was really attracted to her, and I couldn't take my eyes off her. I admired her toughness. I had never seen such a contradictory woman, brave yet tolerant.

But when I found out about the relationship between Sylvia and Rufus, I had to stifle my rising feelings for her. But I still couldn't control my heart until what Rufus had said just now woke me up.

"It's time for you to wake up, Blair," I said to myself and sighed.

I took a last look at the photo, moved my fingers, and pressed the delete button.