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 need your protection but a

that when I saved Sylvia from Shawn, Sylvia was fighting against Shawn's men on her

loud bang from the room snapped me out of my

wolf is very emotional now,"

to my throat when I saw Sylvia holding a pair of scissors. I quickly ran to her as panic wracked my nerves. "Sylvia! Put them

I could react, she clasped her long locks and cut them

She ambled toward me, holding her cut locks. Her flawless face seemed to glow, and her delicate nose was slightly red. As

restrained my impulse to hold her in my

flustered and anxious when I saw her waving the

me in silence before she finally made up her mind. Sylvia place her right hand over her heart and

to study in the Royal Military School. I'm willing to pay any price for that. Please give me a chance, Prince

in this narrow space. I looked at her in

time, I finally gathered myself to speak. "Stay with me. I will protect you. What