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.

was deeply etched in

then, the loud bang from the room

that Sylvia’s wolf is very emotional

cigarette into the trash

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

them

herself, so my mind suddenly

lowered her head and ignored

and cut them with

gasped in shock and continued to

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

at me, I saw her

that

my impulse to hold her

and anxious when I saw her waving

Sylvia didn’t answer.

the cut locks and stared at me in silence before she finally

her right hand over her heart and

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

voice echoed

at her in a

I