The Lycan King's Fate Calling (Shawn Gibson and Sylvia) novel Chapter 99

Warren's POV:

As a well-educated werewolf, I accepted the challenge but didn't want to hurt a she-wolf in any way, so I restrained my strength in every move, thinking I would be able to subdue Sylvia in no time without using my full ability.

However, I was soon in a disadvantageous position. Therefore, I no longer hesitated to attack Sylvia.

Sylvia quickly dodged my attack and punched me again. Before I could react, her fist brushed past my nose as a rush of wind hit my face with full force.

I felt a surge of adrenaline. I felt thrilled to fight with such a strong opponent. It was surprising to see Sylvia fight with such ferocity. Her progress was beyond my imagination.

Who would have thought that my opponent, whom I had once defeated, would suppress me in just a few days?

Sylvia pinned me to the ground with a backhand attack and stopped all of a sudden. She stood tall and glared at me. Her aura frightened me; I shuddered as I had an inexplicable urge to surrender.

"What happened? Why did you stop?" I withdrew my hands awkwardly. Her sharp gaze disturbed me.

Her eyes looked inexplicably familiar to me. I have watched Alpha Leonard return with pride gleaming in his eyes every time he returned after a victory.

Alpha Leonard was an admirable leader. As a hero of his generation, his glories and achievements couldn't be erased from history. I have always admired his majestic demeanor and promised myself to become a brave werewolf like him one day. That was why I pledged to become a knight for his daughter, Alina.

However, seeing the same domineering aura in a slave surprised me. For a moment, I thought I had lost my mind.

"One more time." I brushed the thoughts away and challenged Sylvia again.

"Actually, I..." I wanted to explain, but what could I possibly tell her? Therefore, I stopped talking.

Sylvia lost her patience. "You're right. It's not appropriate for someone like me, with a humble identity, to take part in such grand occasions. Don't worry. I won't go to the ball."

With that, Sylvia turned around and stormed off. My heart sank as I watched her leave. Although I had achieved my goal, it made me uncomfortable.

Sylvia didn't blame me even though I injured her leg on purpose last time. She even tried defending me so that people wouldn't blame me. The more I thought about it, the more ashamed I felt.

Judging from Sylvia's firm decision, I thought she loathed me now.

Anger and frustration resided in the pit of my stomach. I had only been annoyed and upset ever since I came to the capital.