Sylvia's POV:
After hesitating for a moment, I slowly made my way towards Rufus, reaching out to hold his outstretched hand. Rufus stared at me unblinkingly, as though he was scared I'd disappear in the blink of an eye.
My mind seemed to stop working. All I could think about now was him. At this moment, I was about to compromise.
Just as my fingertips were about to brush against Rufus', a fierce gunshot rang out.
I looked at Rufus in horror as he slowly knelt down on one knee. Then I saw a bullet hole in his shin.
"Rufus!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. The blood all over my body seemed to run cold and my heart seemed to stop beating in my chest.
Without a second thought, I threw myself at Rufus. I didn't expect that Blair would pick me up and run away at that moment.
Before I came to my senses, Blair had managed to drag me to a hidden cave. I struggled to free myself from Blair's grip and saw that he was holding a small pistol.
I instantly exploded in anger and punched Blair square in the face. I grabbed his collar and shook him, roaring, "How dare you shoot Rufus?!"
Blair coughed up blood again, clutching his chest. He thrust the gun into my hand and said, "It's just an ordinary gun. I avoided any the vital organs and just hit his leg. A werewolf's body is already strong, let alone a lycan's. He'll recover in a few days. I'm the one who was almost beaten to death by him, okay?"
He gasped in pain as his wounds were torn open again. His face was beaten black and blue, and it was so red and swollen that it almost looked like a pig's head. Rufus clearly didn't show him any mercy.
Even so, I gritted my teeth and cursed him. "You deserve it."
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