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

loud bang from the

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

threw the cigarette into the trash

throat when I saw Sylvia holding a pair

Put them down!"

going to hurt herself, so my mind

her head

and cut them with the scissors in one

gasped in shock and continued to stare

toward me, holding her cut locks.Her flawless face seemed to glow, and her delicate nose

I saw

that she had

impulse to hold her in my

with scissors!" I was flustered and anxious when I saw her

Sylvia didn’t answer.

locks and stared at me in silence before she finally made up her

hand over her heart and

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

resolute voice echoed in

looked at her

a long time, I finally gathered myself to