The Lycan King's Fate Calling

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."

Perhaps she doesn't

thought about what he said. I recalled that when I saved Sylvia from Shawn, Sylvia was fighting against Shawn's men on her own. The unyielding look on her

loud bang from the room snapped me out of

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

pair of scissors. I quickly ran to her as panic wracked my nerves. "Sylvia! Put

ignored me. Before I could react, she clasped her long locks and cut them with

her cut locks. Her flawless face seemed to glow, and her delicate nose was slightly red. As she looked at me, I saw her eyes were puffy and bloodshot. It seemed

to hold her in my arms. "Don't play

when I saw her waving the

finally made up her mind. Sylvia place her right hand over

School. I'm willing to pay

resolute voice echoed in this narrow space. I looked at her in a

"Stay with me. I will protect you. What happened today