Chapter 122 Burning Love


    Rufus'' POV:


    The pce was cold and lifeless. The heavy curtains blocked thest ray of light, so it was


    extremely dark inside.


    I sat against the wall, still trying to suppress my surging emotions. Countless cigarette butts littered


    the floor around me. I lit thest stick of cigarette in my hand, and a faint light of my lighter shed


    past. Then the room immediately sank into darkness again.


    I raised my head and took a sip of the whiskey in my other hand, trying to numb myself with alcohol.


    But I was still sober. My mind was very clear and full of Sylvia.


    "Rufus, what is wrong with you? You can''t even handle such a matter to get your mate. Look at you.


    You''re not someone who will drink alone in depression like this. You only make me look down on


    you," Omar said, sounding irritated. "You''re just frustrated. Why do you have to run away? Since


    you like her, why don''t you just tell her? If she doesn''t ept you, just sleep with her."


    I ignored him and took a deep drag on my cigarette. The mania in my body started to get restless


    again.


    "I always believe that you can solve everything, Rufus. But finally, you fail." Omar was gloating a


    little. He even hummed for a while before he returned to his normal voice.


    I snorted coldly but still didn''t speak. I closed my eyes, forcing myself to calm down.


    "Don''t be so upset, okay? Just listen to me. Tell her about your feelings. Kiss her, possess her, and


    conquer her with your charm. A brave werewolf doesn''t just back down because of a single


    rejection."


    "Shut up!" I snapped. I got really annoyed by Omar''s nagging. "Since when have you be so


    talkative?"


    Omar chuckled lewdly and suddenly sounded shy again. "It''s because I can feel that Sylvia''s wolf is


    very extroverted and lovely. I have to make myself the same as her so that I can match her better."


    I was rendered speechless. I stared nkly ahead for a long time without saying anything.


    "But seriously, I really didn''t expect Sylvia to say those words. And, I also didn''t expect you to turn


    around and run away. It sucks!" Omar sounded very anxious. It was as if he wished he could take


    action for me. "If you were more resolute at thattime, maybe Sylvia wouldhaveeptedyou." "The


    moment Sylvia said that we would no longer have anything to do with each other, I felt an


    uncontroble madness surge up in my body. It was about to be out of control. You felt it too, right?


    If I didn''t immediately leave, the curse would probably strike again in advance. I didn''t want to scare


    or hurt her," I exined in a low voice.


    Thinking of Sylvia''s distant and decisive expression at that time made me feel very sad.


    Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDra/ma.O(r)g!


    Omar fell silent for a moment. Then he said, "I''m sorry, Rufus. It''s all my fault. I''m not strong enough


    resist the curse, and I always end up losing sanity. Last night, I was also irritable and almost lost


    control of myself."


    "It''s not your fault. Don''t me yourself."


    "Why don''t you just tell Sylvia? She can actuallyfort you. It''s the reason why you took her here


    with you, right?" Omar said in confusion.


    "Even you also think so. No wonder Sylvia misunderstood me," I said with a bitter smile. When I


    recalled what Sylvia said, I vaguely understood what she was worried about.


    While I was deep in thought, a familiar scent filled my nose and calmed me down a lot. It was


    Sylvia. Why would she be here?


    The sky was clear, and the full moon shone tonight. As usual, to prevent my mania from hurting


    others, the door had been locked from the outside and couldn''t be opened until sunrise.


    I couldn''t help but walk to the window. I peeked through the drapes, trying to get closer to Sylvia.


    But it was far from relieving my lovesickness. I badly wanted to hold her tightly and kiss her.


    I saw Sylvia outside, seemingly arguing with the guards. After a while, she left. Then there was


    dead silence. I became restless again. I was afraid that Sylvia might misunderstand me and think


    that I didn''t want to see her.


    "Sylvia, wait for me. I''lle to you after tonight," I muttered to myself in the dark.


    This time, I would never let her go again, no matter what attitude she showed me.