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

loud bang from the room snapped me out of

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

into the trash

when I saw Sylvia holding a pair of scissors.I quickly ran to her as panic wracked my

them down!" I

so my mind suddenly stopped working, and

her head

clasped her long locks and cut them with the scissors in one swift

shock and

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

she looked at me, I saw her eyes were

obvious that she had cried

to hold her

when I saw her waving the scissors

Sylvia didn’t answer.

me in silence before she finally

over her

Todd, to study in the Royal Military School.I’m willing to pay any

voice echoed in this

looked at her in a

time, I finally gathered myself