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.

her face was deeply etched in my mind; she looked

then, the loud bang from the room snapped me out

Sylvia’s wolf is very

cigarette into the trash can and

heart leaped to my throat when I saw Sylvia holding a pair of scissors.I quickly ran to

Put them

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

head and

I could react, she clasped her long locks and cut them with the scissors in one

shock and continued

me, holding her cut locks.Her flawless face seemed to glow,

at me, I saw her eyes were puffy and

that she

impulse to hold

anxious when

Sylvia didn’t answer.

at me in silence before she finally made

over her heart and

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

yet resolute voice echoed

at her in

time, I finally gathered