Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Rufus’ POV: 

I stood at the door of Sylvia’s room, leaning against the wall, smoking indifferently.The cigarette seemed to ease my mind for a bit.

Sylvia was not in a good condition.

Although she said she was fine, I could see that she was merely trying her best to control her emotions.

The thing I wanted was right in front of me.But I couldn’t touch it or claim it as mine.

"It’s not like you, Rufus," Omar said.

"Why? What’s wrong with me?" I asked as I took out another cigarette and put it in my mouth.

"You never cared about such things before."

I took out the lighter and lit the cigarette.

"I brought her back but couldn’t protect her well."

"None of this is your fault, Rufus.Your mate is very determined.Perhaps she doesn’t need your protection but a chance to rise,"

Omar explained his analysis.

I puffed out a ring of smoke as I thought about what he said.I recalled that when I saved Sylvia from Shawn, Sylvia was fighting against Shawn’s men on her own.

face was deeply etched in my mind;

the loud bang from the room snapped me out of

I feel that Sylvia’s wolf is very emotional

cigarette into the trash can and pushed

saw Sylvia holding a

them

she was going to hurt herself, so my mind suddenly stopped working,

head and ignored

and cut

and continued

holding her cut locks.Her flawless face seemed to glow, and her delicate nose was slightly

looked at me, I saw her

seemed obvious that she had cried

impulse to hold her in

and anxious when

Sylvia didn’t answer.

the cut locks and stared at me

her right hand over her

me, Sylvia Todd, to study in the Royal Military School.I’m willing to pay any price for that.Please give me a chance, Prince

trembling yet resolute voice echoed in this

looked at her

a long time, I finally gathered