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."

very determined. Perhaps she doesn't need your

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 Shawn's men on her own. The unyielding look on her face was

then, the loud bang from the room snapped me

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

open. My heart leaped 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 down!" I shouted. I thought she was

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

shock and continued to stare at her. She ambled toward me, holding her cut locks. Her flawless face seemed to glow, and her delicate

hold her in my arms.

I saw her waving the scissors toward

clenched the cut locks and stared at me in silence before she finally made

Royal Military School. I'm willing to pay any price for

in this narrow space. I looked at

with me. I will protect you. What happened today won't happen again. I