Sylvia's POV:
Today, I had been on the verge of breaking down twice. I was in so much pain that I felt like the sky had fallen apart, and my soul shattered.
When Rufus fell in front of me, I couldn't care about anything else but save him. I immediately unbuttoned his shirt to check his injuries.
The wound was already burning the fatal point of his chest. If this went on, his life would be in danger. I had to immediately take out the silver bullet clamped in his wound.
At this time, Rin came back, looking exhausted. Her face was dirty, and her hair was stained with blood. There were two big symmetrical bumps on her forehead. It seemed that she was punched hard by someone.
I touched her head lovingly. "Does it hurt?"
Rin wagged her tail and whimpered, acting like a spoiled child.
As for Richard, he was nowhere to be seen. He must have run away for his life. All his men who could still move also ran away, leaving only those injured ones lying on the ground, groaning helplessly.
I lay Rufus flat in a relatively clean spot. Then I went to search the bodies of the wounded. I needed a lighter and a dagger.
Rin couldn't sit still either. She scurried into the woods again, leaving a group of wild wolves from her pack behind.
I hurried back to Rufus with the stuff I found.
Rufus was muttering something with his eyes closed. Beads of sweat filled up his forehead.
I wiped off his sweat and planted a kiss on his forehead. "It's okay. You will be alright soon."
Actually, comforting Rufus was also comforting myself. God knew how scared I was to lose him.
I subdued the fear in my body, forcing myself to calm down. Then I took the dagger and opened the lighter with my trembling hands. I used the fire to sterilize the blade.
When the blade was a little hot, I held the hilt tightly and took a deep breath.
"Rufus, bear with it." I kissed the corner of his mouth to comfort him. Then I raised my hand slightly and stabbed the dagger into his wound to take out the bullet.
Rufus groaned, and his body trembled violently. His lips turned deathly pale, and he clenched his teeth to endure the pain.
Rufus' hands started to caress my waist.
I fumbled for his wandering hand and clasped it tightly.
Rufus' eyes were burning with desire and lust as he stared at me.
I bent over and kissed his Adam's apple. Then I deliberately licked and nibbled it. "I want you too."
He groaned sexily and sensually.
Before he could react, I left a special hickey on his delicate collarbone. His body stiffened, and his breathing became more disordered.
I propped myself up contentedly and winked at him. "Unfortunately, we can't do it here. A pack of wild wolves is watching us right now."
As soon as I said this, the wild wolves behind us howled as if they completely agreed with me.
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