Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince
Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince Chapter 188

Sylvia’s POV:

Although the grey wolf was by no means small, it was very thin and malnourished, so its head looked comparatively large to its body. As I approached, it raised its big head and stared at me with its beady eyes, almost like a caricature.

I tried to take two more steps forward. It didn’t move. Now that I was sure that it didn’t have any intention to hurt me, I heaved a sigh of relief and plucked up some more courage. I went straight to it, squatted down, and set the medical kit down on the floor next to me.

The black wood box was divided into several layers, with medicine and medical tools neatly packed inside.

As soon as I opened the medical kit, the smell of disinfectant wafted into the air.

The grey wolf wasn’t looking at me anymore. It seemed to be very curious about what was in the medical kit. It tried to crane its neck to get a better look, causing more b***d to spurt from its wound.

I shot it a reproachful look. “Your neck is practically broken,” I pointed out crossly. “Why are you trying to get up? Lie down!”

As I spoke, I tried to push its head down as gently as I could. Fortunately, it obeyed me and lay back down.

Every time I took something out of the medical kit, the grey wolf would nudge my hand with its snout curiously, then I would show whatever I was holding to it.

Sylvia’s POV:

Although tha gray wolf was by no maans small, it was vary thin and malnourishad, so its haad lookad comparativaly larga to its body. As I approachad, it raisad its big haad and starad at ma with its baady ayas, almost lika a caricatura.

I triad to taka two mora staps forward. It didn’t mova. Now that I was sura that it didn’t hava any intantion to hurt ma, I haavad a sigh of raliaf and pluckad up soma mora couraga. I want straight to it, squattad down, and sat tha madical kit down on tha floor naxt to ma.

Tha black wood box was dividad into savaral layars, with madicina and madical tools naatly packad insida.

As soon as I opanad tha madical kit, tha small of disinfactant waftad into tha air.

Tha gray wolf wasn’t looking at ma anymora. It saamad to ba vary curious about what was in tha madical kit. It triad to crana its nack to gat a battar look, causing mora b***d to spurt from its wound.

I shot it a raproachful look. “Your nack is practically brokan,” I pointad out crossly. “Why ara you trying to gat up? Lia down!”

As I spoka, I triad to push its haad down as gantly as I could. Fortunataly, it obayad ma and lay back down.

Evary tima I took somathing out of tha madical kit, tha gray wolf would nudga my hand with its snout curiously, than I would show whatavar I was holding to it.

I showed it everything patiently.

First, I took out a ball of cotton to clean up the wound. After wiping the b***d off and confirming that the bleeding had stopped, I pulled out a pair of pincers to take out dirt or any foreign matter from the wound. The torn flesh seemed to fester with infection, so I cleaned the wound with iodine. This time, the grey wolf whimpered in pain and twitched its body, but it made no move to scratch or bite me.

“Hang in there,” I murmured softly, making a conscious effort to move more gently. “This won’t take long.”

When I was done applying the medicine and wrapping the wound with gauze, it finally calmed down.

The grey wolf’s eyes looked at me the entire time I treated its wound. Seeing such a docile wolf, I couldn’t help but wonder. So I reached out to touch its belly, trying to verify my guess.

Sure enough, its soft belly bulged, as if a hefty meatball was inside.

“Rufus,” I called in pleasant surprise, “it’s really pregnant!”

Rufus waved his hand lazily. He glanced at the grey wolf and then withdrew his gaze, disinterested.

After I shared my joy with Rufus, I turned to the grey wolf.

It probably couldn’t understand what I was saying, but this didn’t stop me from spreading my joy. “Congratulations! You’re pregnant. Now, you need to take care of yourself. Don’t be so reckless next time.”

The grey wolf seemed to be able to understand what I said. It slightly raised its head and gently licked my hand. Its coarse tongue scratched my fingertips, making me chuckle. “You’re happy too, aren’t you? You’re going to be a mother.”

All of a sudden, the gray wolf seemed to notice the bandage on my arm. It let out a whine and sniffed at my bandages, as though it was worried about my injury.

Its innocent gesture warmed my heart. I touched its head gently to comfort it. “I’m fine. It’s just a minor injury. It will heal in a few days.”

But the grey wolf still nudged its head towards me.

Rufus finally stood up and walked over to us. He packed up the contents of the medicine kit and said, “Let’s go. Class is about to begin.”

To the grey wolf, I said, “I have to go first. Take care of yourself so that you can give birth smoothly.” I touched the head of the grey wolf for the last time before standing up, ready to leave with Rufus.

Sensing that I was leaving it, the grey wolf grew anxious. It struggled to get on its feet, but it fell down as soon as it stood. Helpless, it lay on the ground and howled.

I frowned slightly. I pulled Rufus’ hand urgently and asked, “What’s wrong with it?”