The Lycan King's Fate Calling (Shawn Gibson and Sylvia) novel Chapter 11

Sylvia's POV:

I didn't expect Rufus to suddenly appear.

The werewolves encircling me retreated in fear of him. But obviously, they still had their eyes on the prize. Their stares were still glued to my body. I subconsciously crossed my arms over my chest in shame.

I bit my lip and felt a lump in my throat. I was trying to calm down deep inside. I had already gone through tougher and more humiliating situations. I could surely make it through this one.

Suddenly, I felt a shadow cast over me and that familiar cold fragrance filled my nose.

With tears in my eyes, I looked up to see Rufus standing in front of me.

I didn't know why he was here, but I was grateful for his presence nonetheless.

"Prince Rufus, what are you doing here?" Shawn took a few careful steps forward, putting on a flattering smile on his face. He had completely switched his attitude.

I used to think he was just some puppet, but some part of me actually pitied him in this moment, for he was actually pathetic.

"I'm here to take back the escapee to my room." Rufus asserted, making sure his domineering aura was felt by everyone.

I was then filled with unease again. I had no idea what Rufus meant.

Shawn rubbed his palms together and laughed nervously. "Ah, yes. Are you satisfied with my gift so far, Your Highness?"

I really wished I could strangle Shawn to death right now. But I knew that if I tried, I might not even survive through the night.

I stared at Rufus' broad back that was faced towards me. How I wished I could be as strong as him!

"Yes." Rufus replied nonchalantly. There was an indifference in his tone. He didn't seem to take Shawn seriously at all.