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

Sylvia's POV:

A blush flamed my cheeks as I let Rufus dress me.

If I hadn't begged him to stop, he wouldn't have let go of me. It was all my fault; I flirted with him and ignited his desire. Now, I was weak in my knees; my legs refused to carry the weight of my body. The rain grew heavier, and water began to accumulate in the pit.

"Let's get out of here as soon as possible. Otherwise, we will get drowned in water," I said to Rufus.

Rufus nodded and picked me in his arms. "Let's go up first."

"No. I can walk by myself." I gently patted his arm, gesturing for him to put me down.

"Don't you want me to hold you in my arms?" Rufus frowned in disagreement. "It'll be faster if I carry you. You can barely stand still now."

Rufus seemed overbearing and clingy for the first time. I looked at him helplessly. "I'm afraid we won't be able to get out of the pit if you hold me in your arms."

Rufus looked up, examining the height of the pit. "With the springing ability of the werewolf, I'll effortlessly carry you out. But there is one problem though; I don't know if those wolves are still waiting for us."

"I was so frightened by the wolves that I fell into the trap." I looked up -- it was foggy outside. "I think the wolves must have left because of the rain."

As soon as I finished speaking, I heard the howling of wolves. I looked up at him, feeling embarrassed.

Rufus chuckled. "They are still waiting for us."

I took a deep breath and gently tapped his chest. "Put me down. It's a bit awkward to talk this way." Rufus finally put me down and smoothed my hair. "There are wolves outside. We have to leave the place as soon as possible, or we will be in trouble when it gets dark."

Just as I was about to jump up with Rufus, a gray wolf stared at us from above. He snarled at us, narrowing his eyes, before running away.

"It looks like these wild wolves haven't given up yet and are waiting outside the pit," Rufus said, holding my hand.

"The grey wolf looked intelligent." I looked at Rufus in surprise. "And it's strange. Why are these wild wolves coming after us? It looks like they want to kill us."

The howls of wild wolves reverberated in the air, getting louder with every passing minute as if they were giving out a warning.

"I think the grey wolf is the leader of the pack," Rufus said calmly.

"How do you know?" I was confused.

"When I came to find you, a group of wild wolves besieged me. The grey wolf was commanding the pack to attack me, but he didn't directly participate in the assault." Rufus smiled.

"That makes sense. I, too, was in the same situation when they chased me. That grey wolf had been hiding in the dark, leading the battle. The wild wolves seemed to only listen to his orders. In that case, we could only..." I paused and looked at Rufus.

"Capture the head wolf first!"

Rufus and I exclaimed at the same time.

Then, we turned into our wolf form and sprang up at the same time. We darted out of the pit to attack the grey wolf who was surrounded by the entire pack. The wild wolves dispersed as soon as we attacked them. The grey wolf was more clever than we thought. He quickly avoided our attacks and ran toward the pit. However, we understood that he was luring us into the trap.