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."

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

puffed 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

then, the loud bang from the room snapped me out of my

wolf is very emotional now," Omar reminded

and pushed the door open. My heart leaped to my throat when I saw Sylvia holding a pair of scissors. I quickly ran to her as panic

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

shock and continued to stare at her. She 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 were

hold her in my

and anxious when I saw her waving

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

please allow me, Sylvia Todd, to study in the Royal Military School. I'm willing to pay any price for that. Please give me

voice echoed in this narrow space. I

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