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."

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

that when I saved Sylvia from Shawn, Sylvia was fighting against Shawn's men on her own. The unyielding look on

bang from the room snapped me

Sylvia's wolf is very emotional

ran to her

could react, she clasped her long locks and

locks. Her flawless face seemed to glow, and her delicate nose was slightly red. As she looked at

hold her in my

was flustered and anxious when I saw her waving the scissors

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

the Royal Military School. I'm

narrow space.

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