Sylvia's POV:
The room was a mess. Everything was shattered and scattered on the floor.
Omar and I lay diagonally across the two corners of the room, facing each other.
He howled angrily. It was as if he was warning me.
But I didn't budge. He stood up angrily, but he didn't dare to approach me. Perhaps he was afraid that I would tickle him again.
If the situation between us right now was not tense, I would have laughed out loud. I thought Rufus was already ticklish enough. I didn't expect his wolf to be even worse.
I noticed that Omar's gaze lingered at the door of the room behind me several times. It seemed that he wanted to leave. I immediately took a few steps back, closed the door, and locked it. I couldn't give him any chance to escape when I was not noticing. I couldn't let him catch up with Lucy.
When he saw what I did, Omar flew into a rage and pounced on me.
I didn't show mercy on him anymore. Every time his claws left the floor, I would try to tickle him. "Awoo! Awoo! Awoo!" Omar's anger reached its peak, and his howl shook the entire villa.
I covered my ears, but I felt a little amused. I thought he would have bit me to death if only he could. After all, what I did successfully infuriated him. And every move he made next was full of killing intent.
But since I was in the human form, I could only dodge. What I was afraid of was that Richard would bring his men here. I tried to figure out how to sober Rufus up while dodging.
After a while, I felt that Omar's movements slowed down. He must have fought with many werewolves earlier and exhausted too much energy.
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