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."

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

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

then, the loud bang from the room

that Sylvia's wolf is

door 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 going to hurt herself, so my mind suddenly

and ignored me. Before I could react, she clasped

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

her

I saw her

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

please allow me, Sylvia Todd, to study in the Royal Military School. I'm

resolute voice echoed in this narrow space. I looked at

protect you. What happened today won't happen again. I promise." Sylvia looked up at me with determination; her eyes were