The Lycan King's Fate Calling (Shawn Gibson and Sylvia) novel Chapter 33

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."

"None of 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 analysis.

I 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 deeply etched in my mind; she looked terrifying.

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

"Rufus, I feel that Sylvia's wolf is very emotional now," Omar reminded me.

I immediately threw the cigarette into the trash can 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 wracked my nerves.

"Sylvia! Put them down!" I shouted. I thought she was going to hurt herself, so my mind suddenly stopped working, and my breathing faltered.

Sylvia lowered her head and ignored me. Before I could react, she clasped her long locks and cut them with the scissors in one swift movement.