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

Chapter 239 Clingy

Sylvia's POV:

In the following days, part of me felt happy to be in Rufus' company, but a bigger part of me was in pain thanks to the grueling training. While I saw Rufus in class every day, every night my dreams were filled with nightmares of me being tortured by Rufus in training.

Days passed by in the blink of an eye. Only two days were left before the parade.

That evening, Rufus and I practiced as usual in the martial arts gym.

After a few rounds, Rufus loosened his grip on me and pulled me up from the ground. "Not bad. You've made a lot of progress. After this period of training, I think you'll have a place in the finals."

Hearing Rufus' words of affirmation, I felt a surge of happiness. "Thank you."

"There's no need to thank me. You did this by your own efforts. I just happened to guide you and give you some direction." Rufus gently dabbed the sweat on my forehead with a clean handkerchief. "I hope you win the competition. That way, I'll get to see you more often."

My face was flushed. I felt the same way as Rufus. I also wanted to see him more often, so I spared no effort to train these days.

I rubbed by cheek against the palm of his hand, murmuring, "Rufus, I love you so much."

Rufus paused and a hint of excitement flickered across his eyes. Then he scooped me up and demanded, "What did you just say? Say it again."

I wrapped my hands on his shoulders and lowered my head, leaning my forehead against his. "Rufus, I love you so much."

As soon as I finished speaking, Rufus pressed his lips against mine. His kiss was very gentle, and his tongue slipped into my mouth and intertwined with mine.

I closed my eyes to feel his warmth and savor the moment, until my hands and feet began to feel weak.

"Breathe," Rufus whispered, pulling away slightly.

I took a deep breath but before I could say anything, he kissed me again. This time, he kissed me passionately. He held me tightly, as if he wanted our bodies to become one.

I couldn't control myself anymore let out a low moan, grabbing at his clothes, as if this was the only way I could relieve the suffocation.

The romantic kiss made our bodies hot. Only when Rufus' hand reached under my clothes was I jolted back to reality.

"No." I gasped. "Not here."

Rufus saw that I was being serious and had to give up. He gave me one last kiss before finally letting go of me.

I blushed and nestled in his arms, enjoying our alone time.

"By the way, I'm not coming to school tomorrow," Rufus said suddenly.

I looked at him in surprise. "Really?" Suddenly, I felt a sense of loss. During this period of time, I had gotten used to seeing him every day.

"Yes." Rufus pecked me on the forehead and explained, "As the eldest prince, I have to attend a parade with the soldiers in the city over the course of the next two days to prepare for the ceremony.

Children will present flowers and gifts and there will be other traditions. I'm going to the army today to make the necessary preparations for tomorrow."

"Oh, I see..." I couldn't help but pout, reluctant to see him leave. "Are you leaving now?"

"A few minutes from now. Why? What's wrong? You don't want me to leave?" Rufus asked with a knowing smile.

I didn't try to deny it and simply nodded. "Yes."

Rufus sighed and hugged me tightly. "Wait for me at school. Members from various packs will come to the city these days, one after another. If you see your enemies, don't act rashly. You have to wait for me to come back first."

"Fine." I still pouted, but my heart was warm. With him, it was as though I could face the world.

After a long time, Rufus finally sent me back to my dormitory and prepared to leave. As I watched him leave, my heart began to feel uneasy inexplicably. I wanted to call out his name, but I found myself unable to utter a sound, so I had to let him go. Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

"Honey, you are head over heels in love. You can't even be separated from him for a moment," Yana teased me.

Looking at his receding figure, I laughed helplessly. "Am I too clingy?"

Maybe I was overthinking. I patted my own shoulder and shook my head wryly.