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

Chapter 913 A Tough She-wolf

Rufus' POV: Têxt belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

I looked coldly at the masked she-wolf in front of me. When faced with my questioning, she was hesitant at the beginning, then guilty, and then later she became sharp-tongued. She was shamed into anger. She was arrogant and held contempt towards royal power. In a word, she looked down on me.

I just wanted to ask her why she didn't come to the imperial capital to pay her respects to me, and she had so many excuses.

The most frustrating thing about it was that every excuse sounded just reasonable, rendering me speechless.

"If I had left the border pack, the vampires would've harassed the civilians. The border is so far away from the imperial capital; it would've taken over a week to make the journey back and forth. What if something happened during my absence? Nobody else could've protected the people." This hateful she-wolf was still making excuses! Worse yet, she was wearing a mask. I could only see her eyes and mouth. I could see the cunningness in her eyes, which made her look rather proud.

But I couldn't do anything to her. After all, I was the king. As a king, I had to be magnanimous.

Besides, I also felt that the strength of this she-wolf was... unfathomable. Perhaps she also held the same lycan power as me, but I wasn't too sure.

I had to find out.

"Since you're available now, let me show you around the training grounds. Perhaps we can even have a friendly sparring match. You can show me your power," I suggested in a seemingly casual fashion.

It was common for werewolves to spar with each other. When my father was young, he often spared with Leonard.

"It's getting late. How about tomorrow?" the she -wolf glanced at the wall clock and looked a little embarrassed.

I pursed my lips unhappily. "It's not even ten o'clock. Is that too late for you?"

The she-wolf seemed to be cornered. After a split second, she came up with yet another reasonable explanation. "I got carsick earlier, and I'm not acclimatized to the local environment here. If you didn't come to see me, I would've been asleep by now."

"Is that so? But you look wide awake." I looked at her coldly.

My constant questioning seemed to anger the she-wolf. She raised her voice and said defensively, "I'm telling you, Your Majesty, I'm really tired. If I spar with you now, I won't be able to use my full strength. Are you trying to take advantage of me?"

I wasn't expecting a retort, and consequently, I didn't know what to say. The more I thought about it, the more I felt that this she-wolf was strange. Not only did she not fear me, but she even dared to provoke me. How arrogant!

I tried my best to hold back my anger and smiled. "Okay, then let's take a rain check."

The she-wolf pouted and didn't say anything more. She then began to praise me in an effort to curry favor, I suppose. She praised me for my handsomeness, valor, and for my proper governance. She said it was a great honor to see me.

I sneered internally. If it was such an honor, why didn't she come to see me before?

This she-wolf was such a despicable liar.

I listened to her quietly, pretending to pace the room casually. As I was about to step past the she- wolf, I suddenly made a move, trying to force her to react instinctively.

Unexpectedly, she didn't respond at all. Instead, she was taken by surprise and lost her balance.

I immediately wrapped my arms around her waist to catch her before she fell.

The she-wolf gripped my shoulder in panic, her mouth slightly parted, as though she was frightened.

I had caught her without thinking. When I came to my senses, I found that we were extremely close to each other. Her scent sent me into a trance.

I could smell her strong perfume, but I could also smell other unusual scents mixed with it.

When I met her gaze, my heart pounded violently in my chest, and a strange feeling that I had never experienced surged. Realizing this, I quickly released her and stepped back in one swift movement.