Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Rufus’ POV:

The palace was cold and lifeless.

The heavy curtains blocked the last ray of light, so it was extremely dark inside.I sat against the wall, still trying to suppress my surging emotions.

Countless cigarette butts littered the floor around me.I lit the last stick of cigarette in my hand, and a faint light of my lighter flashed past.

Then the room immediately sank into darkness again.I raised my head and took a sip of the whiskey in my other hand, trying to numb myself with alcohol.But I was still sober.

My mind was very clear and full of Sylvia.

"Rufus, what is wrong with you? You can’t even handle such a matter to get your mate.Look at you.You’re not someone who will drink alone in depression like this.You only make me look down on you," Omar said, sounding irritated.

"You’re just frustrated.Why do you have to run away? Since you like her, why don’t you just tell her? If she doesn’t accept you, just sleep with her." I ignored him and took a deep drag on my cigarette.

The mania in my body started to get restless again.

"I always believe that you can solve everything, Rufus.But finally, you fail."

hummed for a while before he returned to

coldly but still didn’t speak.I closed

about your feelings.Kiss her, possess her, and conquer her with your charm.A brave werewolf

"Shut up!" I snapped.

really annoyed

you become so

lewdly and suddenly

because I can feel that Sylvia’s wolf is very extroverted and lovely.I have to make

blankly ahead for a long time without saying

I also didn’t

if he wished

more resolute at that time, maybe Sylvia

body.It was about to be out of control.You

of Sylvia’s distant and decisive expression at that time made me feel very

not strong enough resist the curse, and I always end up losing sanity.Last night, I was also irritable and almost

your

comfort you.It’s the reason why you took her here with

also think so.No wonder Sylvia misunderstood me," I said