Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince by Dark Knight
Chapter 578 The Furtive Wolf
Sylvia’s POV:
“Let’s be real, Yana. Alina is also Leonard’s biological daughter,” I shrugged.
When I said this, I felt Yana’s thought bubble burst. “You’re right. Never mind. Alina is not someone to cross.” “So, we just have
to face the truth. Like it or not, Edwin is our father.” I sighed deeply.
For a few seconds, Yana also remained silent. She then spoke up, “What about Rufus? When will you be able to forgive him?”
I thought for a while. “I think I have to stay angry with Rufus for a little longer than usual. I need him to know how serious this is.
He cannot deceive me again.”
Suddenly, I heard a rustling sound from the door. Both Yana and I shut up as the sound grew louder.
I stared at the door. I had a feeling that it was Rufus outside the door. After all, that was his scent I could smell from here.
A little over ten seconds later, another sound was heard. But Rufus didn’t knock on the door. I wasn’t sure what he was doing.
Through the crack between the door and the floor, I could only see silver gray fur. Was he in his wolf form?
“What is he doing?” Curious, Yana urged me to go closer to get a better look.
“No.” I stayed in my spot and watched his fur move through the crack.
It seemed that Rufus was pressing his entire wolf b*ody against the door.
“Oh, poor Rufus! Just let him in!” Yana and her soft heart could not stand it. She wanted me to open the door.
“The door isn’t locked. If he wants to come in, he can do it himself.” I rolled my eyes.
It was too soon for me to surrender. I also wanted to see what Rufus was going to do A few moments later, it sounded like the
door was being scratched but ever so lightly and cautiously. I got up. Yana got excited, thinking that I was finally going to open
the door.
“Will you really open the door? Are you not angry anymore?”

“No,” I snorted. “My b*ody was just getting sore.”
I slipped into the bed and closed my eyes, planning to stay cold and ruthless today. Eventually, the shuffling sound outside
stopped.
My curiosity was begging me to get up and check, but I knew I shouldn’t be doing that. Still, I couldn’t help but look back at the
door.
Was he gone? Was he just going to leave like that?
At this point, I was probably just making excuses to keep the grudge, because my anger was dissipating already.
I pursed my lips and got up, thinking that I should take a quick look. Suddenly, the sound came again. I immediately sank back
into my bed and pretended to be busy with my phone.
“Oops, your phone is upside down, Sylvia! You keep saying you don’t care. But look at you! You care. A lot. Quit pretending!”
Yana laughed mockingly.
Embarrassed, I cleared my throat and ignored Yana. I just turned my phone’s right side up and continued to play it cool.
I heard the door creak and the doorknob turn. Quietly, I tried to look over from the corner of my eyes. The door was opened
slightly. A big wolfs head poked inside. This usually majestic wolf now looked so timid. It was being so careful with its sharp
claws, holding the door.
With a blank expression, I looked over. Instantly, the wolf retracted its head. I rolled my eyes and turned back to my phone,
shaking my head coldly.
A few seconds later, the giant wolf tried to carefully poke its head inside again.
Its furtive behavior was so awkward yet amusing that I couldn’t help but let out a small chuckle, but I quickly stopped it.
I bit my lip, hoping he didn’t hear it.
But I knew that werewolves had impeccable hearing. It was impossible Rufus wouldn’t hear that. As I expected, that helped the
wolf became bolder and tried to squeeze its way through the door.
Then, it got stuck.