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.

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

bang from the room

I feel that Sylvia’s wolf is very

into the trash can and pushed

I saw Sylvia holding a pair of scissors.I quickly ran to her as

Put them down!"

going to hurt herself, so my mind suddenly stopped working, and

lowered her head

locks and cut them with the scissors in

shock and continued

her cut locks.Her flawless face seemed to

looked at me, I saw

obvious that she had

to hold her in my

I was flustered and anxious when I

Sylvia didn’t answer.

stared at me

over

please allow me, Sylvia Todd, to study in the Royal Military School.I’m willing to pay

voice echoed in this narrow

her in a

long time, I finally