The Lycan King's Fate Calling novel Chapter 82

Sylvia's POV:

Desire surged through my veins as I felt his soft, cold lips. His hot breath felt like the autumnal breeze, making my skin break with goosebumps. Countless fireworks exploded in my mind at the same time. Our lips were pressed together for only a few seconds, but it seemed like several centuries.

As I realized what was going on, I pushed Rufus away but was too flustered to remember that I was still standing on his feet. I lost my balance and fell to the floor.

"Sylvia!" Rufus reached out his hand to help me up. He still looked calm, and for a moment, I thought the kiss was just a mere illusion.

"I can do it myself!" I shouted and quickly got up from the floor, trying my best to hide my embarrassment. However, Rufus stepped forward and looked at me.

"I've never danced with anyone else before. You're my first dancing partner."

His explanation made my face burn even more. The dim lights softened Rufus' sharp features, making him look warm and harmless. My soul was screaming to go with the man in front of me.

"They are about to close the dorm." I took a few steps back. "I... I'm leaving now!"

With that, I ran back to the dorm as fast as I could, which startled Flora, who was applying a facial mask.

"Sylvia, what's wrong with you? Why are you running around when your leg is still injured?" Thinking that someone was chasing after me, Flora peeped out of the door to see who it was.

I quickly closed the door. I sat on the edge of my bed, holding my chest. I could not calm down. My heart was crashing in its ribcage. I couldn't stop thinking about the kiss.

"Sylvia, is your leg okay?" Flora walked up to me and asked concernedly.

"What?" When I came to my senses, I realized my calf was still swollen. My face flushed with embarrassment as I moved it. I was too flustered that I forgot about the injury. "I thought I'd be late, so I ran back."

Flora didn't bother questioning me.

I turned off the lights and slumped on the bed, tossing and turning. I couldn't sleep because I was thinking about Rufus.

I buried my head in the pillow. The short kiss made me shy and restless.

'Why didn't Rufus react? He should have at least panicked!' I turned over and looked at the ceiling, feeling dejected.

His lips were unexpectedly soft. I could still feel them against mine.