The Lycan King's Fate Calling (Shawn Gibson and Sylvia)
Chapter 127 The Beast

Sylvia's POV:

The giant wolf paused, probably not expecting for his prey to be able to escape. I looked at the huge wolf in awe and for the first time, I felt that my petite size had finally become an advantage. The giant wolf let out another grunt that sounded more dangerous than the last, rushing towards me.

It seemed like I had no choice but to fight.

The giant wolf was irrational and attacked with no mercy. After just two rounds, I had almost completely run out of strength to keep up.

While running and dodging, I brought my paw up to my ear. It was hurting so much that it almost made my cry. I noticed this big crazy wolf commonly aimed for his opponent's ears.

At this point, the only thing I could manage to do was to defend myself. Raising his sharp claw, the wolf swung at me. I didn't have the time nor the strength to completely dodge it, so he ended up pinning me successfully to the ground.

I gasped as the air in my lungs were pressed out. Even though the floor was carpeted, the impact of being pinned to the ground was still strong enough to take my breath away. I coughed violently, feeling like I was finally at the last tiny straw of strength.

I looked helplessly at the giant wolf before me, no longer having enough energy in my body to resist.

If this was going to make Rufus feel better, then I told myself that it was going to be worth it.

I swallowed the lump in my throat as I watched the wolf's head slowly approach my neck, panting. A few moments later, I felt his sharp teeth pressed against my artery. It could easily pierce my skin without any effort.

All of a sudden, the giant wolf stopped and dropped to the ground with a painful expression on his face. He rolled and writhed on the floor, grunting and struggling. He even started to bite himself.

I transformed back into my human form and nervously rushed up to him, grabbing his teeth to stop him from hurting himself. "Rufus! Don't do this!"

Rufus' POV:

The white wolf struggled under my claws, her mouth trembling with fear. It seemed like she was trying to tell me something, but it was pointless. I wasn't listening to anything. Instead, I found myself staring at her neck.

Listening to the call inside my body, I leaned down and bared my teeth onto her neck.

But just when I was about to take a bite, a familiar scent stopped me in my tracks and brought me a brief moment of sanity. It was as if fog had been lifted from my eyes, and I was able to recognize the wolf in front of me.

Sylvia?

I fell to the floor beside her, severe pain threatening to rip my brain apart. I had to do something. I found that I had no choice but to bite my arm in hopes of trying to stay sober. "Rufus! Don't do this!" Sylvia shouted, rushing towards me.

I grasped and tried to calm down, but the mania in my head was gaining power and control over me again. I was beginning to lose the ability to resist as I could feel my ears tingling. Anxiety was written all over Sylvia's face as she shook my body. I simply stared blankly at her because I was beginning to stop hearing again.

I pushed her away and thought that the only way to regain sanity was to bite myself. I rolled on the floor, hoping to relieve my mind of this strong impulse. Sylvia pressed on me with her whole weight and even tried attacking me. It took every last ounce of me to restrain the primal instinct of fighting back.

This way, Sylvia could get the upper hand. She grabbed my wrists in one hand and brought out a silver dagger from her pocket with the other.

I fought the urge to resist to let her continue. To be honest, I even felt a little happy when I saw the dagger's glint. If I died in Sylvia's hands, that would actually be a good thing. But to my horror, Sylvia cut her own wrist the next second.

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