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.

on her face was deeply etched in my mind; she looked

loud bang from the room snapped me out of my

feel that Sylvia’s wolf is very emotional now,"

the trash can and pushed the

a pair of scissors.I quickly ran to her as

Put them down!" I

hurt herself, so my mind suddenly

lowered her head and

clasped her long locks and cut them with

shock and continued to stare

her cut locks.Her flawless face seemed to glow,

she looked at me, I saw her eyes were puffy and

seemed obvious that she had cried

to

I was flustered and anxious when I saw her waving the scissors toward her

Sylvia didn’t answer.

and stared at me in

over her heart and bowed before

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

yet resolute voice echoed

her in a

a long time, I finally gathered