Sylvia's POV:
I lapsed into silence as I mulled over Leonard's words.
But before I could overthink, Leonard introduced his wolf to me. "His name is York. You might've noticed that he's a cold, arrogant wolf. It refuses to listen to me whenever he's in the lead, but he's very reliable."
I couldn't help but giggle, remembering the expression on the giant wolf's face just now. He was exactly like how Leonard described him. And I did feel that he was more reliable than Leonard.
"He is very strong," I praised sincerely.
Other than Rufus', it was the strongest wolf I had ever seen. I wondered just how strong he was at his prime.
"And what about your wolf? What's her name?" Leonard asked gently.
I smiled. "Her name's Yana. She's a crybaby."
But she was also a singer— albeit a bad one.
Leonard also smiled. "Yes, I saw. But I also saw that she has a strong will. She's just as stubborn as you."
"Is that a compliment?" Yana exclaimed in pleasant surprise. "It sure sounds like it!"
Then Leonard continued, "York liked her very much, which is saying something. He rarely ever praises anyone the first time they meet."
Hearing this, I was stunned. I didn't expect that the aloof giant wolf would be fond of Yana.
Yana was very happy to hear that and grew confident. "Who said I was a crybaby? I can defeat a kid with just one punch!"
Yana's good mood was infectious. I couldn't help but smile.
Leonard looked at me and his expression softened. In a sincere tone, he said, "Sylvia, you have to learn to trust and rely on your own wolf. The lycan bloodline is a special kind of power of werewolves. To put it bluntly, it's Yana's power. Only when Yana is strong can you fully grasp the lycan power."
I thought about how Yana blended seamlessly with nature just now, running like the wind, as free as the child of jungle.
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