Sylvia's POV:
"Why does it look... reluctant to leave us?" I looked at Rufus with curious eyes.
Rufus raised an eyebrow and replied bluntly, "It's reluctant to leave you. Not us."
Touched by this, I let go of Rufus' hand to run back to the gray wolf. "Be good, okay? I'll come by to see you the next time I get the chance."
The gray wolf tugged on my sleeve and refused to let go.
Rufus was getting impatient. He walked over to me and pulled me up. "Let's go. I need to talk to you about something."
"What? What is it you need to tell me?" As Rufus pulled me away, I could not take my eyes away from the gray wolf that was left in the cave. "Rest up, Grey. Wait for me to come back!"
I was having some form of separation anxiety. This seemed to make Rufus' face gloomier, so I whipped my head back to him and asked, "So, what were you going to tell me?"
Rufus snorted, letting go of my hand and walking forward alone.
"What's wrong?" I was so confused. I didn't understand why he was acting this way all of a sudden.
Rufus didn't reply. Instead, he pulled a long face and refused to talk.
But even though he wasn't talking, he still walked slowly, as if afraid that I wouldn't be able to catch up with him.
I pursed my lips, smiling to myself. After trotting a few steps, I jumped onto his back and wrapped my arms around his neck from behind. "Hey, what's wrong? You're not that cute when you're angry, you know."
I gave him a quick peck on the ear. "Come on, just tell me already."
Instantly, Rufus' ears turned a bright red. His hands reached back and grabbed my buttocks, keeping a slow and steady walking pace. He replied awkwardly, "You... cared too much about it."
It took me a while before I figured out what Rufus meant.
When I realized it, I didn't know whether to cry or laugh. I craned my neck to see the side of his face. "Really? Grey? She's a female wolf!"
"No... I'm not jealous of her." Rufus refused to admit it out loud, speeding up his steps.
"Yes, you are." I mockingly poked his cheek.
Rufus stumbled a little with a nervous look on his face, but it was only momentarily. He quickly regained his usual coldness.
I sighed. What was I going to do if my mate was too jealous? Of course, I tried my best to comfort and coax him on the way back. It wasn't until we finally arrived back that Rufus talked to me.
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