Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince Chapter 589
Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince
Rufusâ POV:
I followed closely behind Sylvia. I stopped short as my gaze fell on two wolves that were huddled together.
The bigger wolf with red feet seemed a little angry. It knocked over Yana and flared its nostrils at her.
The smaller wolf stood up and rubbed its petite head against the body of the bigger wolf as if behaving like a spoiled child.
The two wolves almost looked identical, especially the red hair on their bodies. Although spatters of red hair were in different positions on their bodies, the shade of red looked identical.
Once upon a time, Leonard had fans who dyed their fur red, just to look like him. But none of their red furs was as authentic as Yanaâs.
For a moment, it looked like a father and daughter interacting with each other.
But soon, I remembered we had found Sylviaâs biological father. It was Edwin.
I felt a little inexplicably disappointed.
I knew Leonard well. He had not once turned into a wolf and played with a younger werewolf in public.
People of the younger generation regarded Leonard as a serious man.
Few young werewolves dared be presumptuous in front of him. Even his biological daughter, Alina, was always nervous around her father.
It seemed that Leonard genuinely adored Sylvia.
If Leonard were Sylviaâs father, he would have spoiled her and given her a happy life.
I noticed the soldiers standing around were watching everything with wide eyes, so I walked to the two wolves, who were still circling around, and coughed.
Hearing that, the two wolves stopped and turned into their human forms.
I took out a handkerchief and wiped Sylviaâs forehead. It was sultry, and she had run all the way in a hurry.
Leonard resumed his serious look and greeted me. âItâs been raining cats and dogs. Itâs very nice of you to come to see me off.â
I couldnât help but smile. Leonardâs duplicity amused me. I knew he wanted Sylvia to see him off but was reluctant to admit it.
âFortunately, the rain has stopped,â I said.
Sylvia breathed a sigh of relief and inquired about the boarding time.
âThereâs still time. We can talk for a while.â Leonard smiled as he checked the time.
I noticed that his adjutant standing at the back wanted to say something but stopped on second thought. I knew Leonard was probably lying just to spend more time with Sylvia.
I didnât want to expose Leonardâs lie. I just stood aside and listened to their conversation.
To my surprise, they were talking about close combat.
I was confused. âDo they usually talk about this?â
âWhen it comes to close combat, Rufus is much better than me. You two can compare notes when you have time.â Leonard smiled and patted my shoulder. âOnce the problem in the border is resolved, I will return to my pack. Iâm afraid I wonât go back to the capital city anytime soon.â
âTake care.â My heart sank as I hugged Leonard.
Although werewolves had a long life and we had all the time in the world, sometimes it was just not that easy for us to meet each other.
âListen to the doctor. Stop eating candies,â Sylvia advised.
Leonard cleared his throat guiltily. âI wonât. I have quit sugar.â
Just then, his adjutant took out a piece of white chocolate bar from his pocket and began to eat it.
It was the same chocolate Leonard often ate. It was specially customized for him and wasnât available in the market. It seemed obvious that it was Leonardâs chocolate.
Leonardâs face flushed with embarrassment. He didnât dare to look at Sylvia and me. He glared at the adjutant and drove him away.
His anger seemed pretty evident.