Rufus' POV:
A group of werewolves cheered and clapped when the judge announced that Sylvia had passed the exam. I felt happy for her too.
Just as I was about to congratulate her, Harry ran over to her first. He put his arm around Sylvia's shoulder and grinned like an idiot.
I couldn't help but frown. 'When did this guy become so close to Sylvia? He could have politely shook her hand. Why did he have to use such an intimate gesture?
Sylvia, on the other hand, was laughing happily. 'Why can't she push Harry's hand away and ask him to stay away from her?'
I felt a little unhappy and walked to her, not bothering to hide my displeasure.
Harry was the first one to see me. The smile on his face vanished, and he immediately withdrew his hand around Sylvia's shoulder and stepped back.
I glanced at him coldly, satisfied that he was sensible enough to step away.
Sylvia also saw me. Her eyes widened in surprise for a split second before her face lit up. But she soon rearranged her expression as if she were restraining her emotions.
'What does that mean? Is she happy or unhappy to see me?'
I pursed my lips and waited for her to speak first.
I wanted to congratulate her. But considering she wasn't as relaxed as she was around Harry, I couldn't remain calm.
I glanced at Harry again. He grinned at me, revealing his pearly whites, which seemed to annoy me even more. 'What the hell is he smiling for?'
"Rufus, you're jealous," Omar said. I could hear the playfulness in his voice.
"No, I just don't think Harry is a good werewolf. Sylvia shouldn't be so close to him," I retorted. 'How could I be jealous? I just thought Sylvia was stupid and gullible. I didn't want anyone to bully her again.'
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