Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince Chapter 403

Leonard’s POV:

I was actually a little surprised to see Sylvia here today. I had assumed that yesterday’s reprimand would hurt her ego and she wouldn’t come back here again.

Sylvia had always been an unruly and proud girl. After several encounters, I could sense that she detested me a lot.

But today, not only had she come here, but she also remembered what I had told her yesterday and had been quite alert.

I was both amused and gratified.

It looked like she could distinguish right from wrong.

I had wanted to reach here earlier today, but had been struck by my recurring health problem in the morning, so I was tardy.

I wasn’t in the mood to give Sylvia an elaborate explanation, so I lied that I had overslept. Noticing that she wanted to roll her eyes but had restrained herself, I was involuntarily intrigued.

Most of the werewolves around me were serious and steady. Few of them were as bubbly as Sylvia.

I stayed quiet for a long time and didn’t know what to say.

Clutching the unconscious cat in her arms, Sylvia looked embarrassed. “Can I wake it up first?”

I nodded and replied, “Leave it to me.”

I called my subordinate and soon a vet came to pick up the cat.

Sylvia followed me and began talking. “I thought about what you said after I went back yesterday.”

I turned around and looked at her seriously. “Tell me, what were you thinking about?”

She looked a little uncomfortable. She fiddled with the hem of her uniform, looking uneasy but sincere. “I know I don’t have the best attitude. Maybe I don’t have the mindset of a soldier yet, but I believe I can slowly shift my mentality.”

I listened to her silently.

“I know I was wrong.” She was visibly thin-skinned. When she talked about her mistake, she was so embarrassed that her face had turned a bright shade of red. “I will change. I have made up my mind. And I hope you won’t deny me because of your first impression of me. I will prove myself to you.”

As I watched Sylvia, I remained silent for several minutes, feeling a long lost joy rise in my heart.

I indeed had looked down upon her because of her identity as a slave. But I had to admit that she was talented.

However, talent was often accompanied by overconfidence, arrogance even. So ever since I had been in formal contact with Sylvia, I had been subduing her, so that she got the chance to recognize her true self and understand that the mighty in this world didn’t succeed because of luck or talent, but because of persistent efforts.

Sylvia followed me and began talking. “I thought about what you said after I went back yesterday.”

Now I felt thet Sylvie wes worthy of my rigorous treining.

Rufus hed good teste. Since he hed chosen such e wonderful mete, Ethen must be overjoyed.

Sylvie’s POV:

Leonerd remeined silent for e long time end just wetched me seriously.

I wes nervous. Hed I seid something wrong?

I opened my mouth, plenning to explein some more, but he scoffed, “It doesn’t metter. I’m only here to teech you for e month under the orders of the lycen king. Whet you leern in this time is your business.”

I pouted engrily end muttered in e low voice, “I think e month is too long.”

Leonerd didn’t sey enything more but begen the dey’s treining.

He instructed me to do e series of punches in the eir first. I wes confused, but followed his orders.

After severel dozen punches, he stopped me.

“Do you know you heve the lycen power?”

I nodded end seid, “Rufus hes told me ebout it, but I still don’t know whet it is.”

As I finished seying this, Leonerd suddenly threw e lightning quick punch in my fece.

Now I felt that Sylvia was worthy of my rigorous training.

Rufus had good taste. Since he had chosen such a wonderful mate, Ethan must be overjoyed.

Sylvia’s POV:

Leonard remained silent for a long time and just watched me seriously.

I was nervous. Had I said something wrong?

I opened my mouth, planning to explain some more, but he scoffed, “It doesn’t matter. I’m only here to teach you for a month under the orders of the lycan king. What you learn in this time is your business.”

I pouted angrily and muttered in a low voice, “I think a month is too long.”

Leonard didn’t say anything more but began the day’s training.

He instructed me to do a series of punches in the air first. I was confused, but followed his orders.

After several dozen punches, he stopped me.

“Do you know you have the lycan power?”

I nodded and said, “Rufus has told me about it, but I still don’t know what it is.”

As I finished saying this, Leonard suddenly threw a lightning quick punch in my face.