Chapter 37 Challenge
Rufus'' POV:
Right after Sylvia finished speaking, all the other werewolves in the room burst into hysterical
laughter. Not only were they mocking her, but they were also gloating.
"Is she crazy? Is she seriously challenging Harry?"
"She must think too much of herself!"
"Look, Harry. This ve thinks she can take you down!"
"Come on, Harry. Show her how strong you are!" They said many more different things, but they all
agreed that this challenge was absolutely ridiculous.
From N?velDrama.Org.
I gave Sylvia a worried look, hoping she would see that I also disapprove of this reckless challenge.
Although these werewolves had just been newly admitted to the school, they had all probably been
trained since childhood. Sylvia was already at a huge disadvantage. Not to mention that the
werewolf Sylvia happened to choose was the son of Sunset Pack''s Alpha. I had heard of his talent
in fighting, although he was a little too arrogant. His strength alone got him ranked at the top of this
batch''s applicants, so I supposed he had the right to be arrogant.
Theughter went on for a minute more until Harry himself walked out of the crowd and confidently
epted the challenge.
"I''ll take on the challenge. I''d be happy to put a ve in their ce anytime and show them our
difference in strength!" Harry pounded his chest.
I wanted to stop this, but I then saw the stubborn look on Sylvia''s face. She did not want me to
interfere at all.
"Excuse me, everyone, but can we arrange thister instead? The cement exam is about to
begin." Finally, the dean stood up to intervene with anxiety written all over his face. He was sure this
fight wasn''t going to end well.
I patted him on the back tomend his sensibility, but I didn''t know why my touch seemed to
make him tremble all over.
"What''s the cement exam?" Sylvia tugged on my sleeve and whispered.
I lowered my head and replied, "On the second day of the new term, a cement exam is held. The
test is divided into three parts-- speed, strength, andbat skills. The results of this exam is what
determines which ss the students will be put in, namely A to F."
"Maybe we should let this little ve take this exam too." Richard chimed in all of a sudden, his
eyes glinting with mischief.
"Her name is Sylvia,"
I growled. I had already lost my patience and didn''t bother addressing him this way. I didn''t care
about his feelings or that he would be embarrassed. I wasn''t going to y along with his little show
of being perfect brothers.
Richard''s face darkened, but only for a split second. He put on a smile again before anyone could
notice. I wanted to roll my eyes. He was so pretentious.
Richard flicked his nose, ignoring how I had just talked to him. "Fine. Sylvia," he turned to her and
said. "If your score is enough to get you into ss C or above, I can make an exception and grant
you admission into the school."
It may have sounded kind, but this was the least of Richard''s intentions. Sylvia was going to be up
against the elite students from packs all over the country. As if that wasn''t enough, sses A to C
were the more exclusive sections, with fewer slots to fillpared with the lower sses. It was
practically impossible for Sylvia to garner a score high enough to get into at least ss C.
"I believe this is a reasonable offer, right?" Richard turned to the crowd.
Sure enough, no one objected to this ridiculous offer. In fact, they were all smiling widely, confident
that Sylvia did not stand a chance at passing at all.
Just when I was about to refuse, Sylvia stepped forward and epted the challenge.
"Deal," she said with pure determination. I swore I even saw excitement sh in her eyes. It was at
this moment where I was convinced she could be a fearless warrior, not even flinching at a
challenge ced before her.
I swallowed my words and stared at Sylvia in silence. A string in my heart was struck, disrupting my
thoughts.