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."

of this is your fault, Rufus. Your mate is very determined. Perhaps she doesn't need your

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. The

the room snapped me out of

Sylvia's wolf is very emotional now," Omar

a pair of scissors. I quickly ran to her as panic wracked my nerves. "Sylvia! Put them down!" I shouted. I thought she was

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

ambled toward me, holding 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

to hold her in my

I saw her waving the scissors toward

finally made up her mind. Sylvia place her right hand over her heart and bowed before

to study in the Royal Military School. I'm willing to

echoed in this narrow space. I looked at her

a long time, I finally gathered myself to speak. "Stay with me. I will protect you. What happened today won't