Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Sylvia's POV: 

I almost couldn't believe my ears when Ethan said he'd give me a chance to investigate the matter of Rufus being framed.

Stuck in a trance, it wasn't until Flora gently tugged at my sleeve that I realized that Ethan had already left the hall.

"Come on, Sylvia.Let's get out of here."

"Okay." I quickly headed towards the exit along with Flora and the others.

However, as soon as we reached the door, Warren's father stopped us.

"Warren, come here right now!" the middle-aged werewolf barked, his voice trembling with rage.

Warren stopped abruptly in his tracks.His eyes swept towards the angry-looking werewolf and a trace of fear flashed on his face.

Glancing at us briefly, he turned around promptly and walked towards his father.

"Oh, my God! His dad's terrifying!" Flora murmured anxiously, hiding behind me.

Eyeing the middle-aged werewolf with a long face, I couldn't help but feel sorry for Warren.His father looked incredibly strict and must've been very difficult to deal with.

On the other hand, Harry was smiling brightly.He trotted over to us playfully and said, "Poor Warren.Unlike my dear father, his has a stick up his ass.Like father, like son, I suppose.My dad always spoils me."

Flora rolled her eyes and snorted impatiently.

Harry an earful, a burly middle-aged

and

grew up to be

front of us with his back to the approaching werewolf, was blissfully unaware of what was coming.He

at Harry meaningfully.But he didn't seem to catch my drift.He

may seem fierce in public just now, but

hopes that he would look

werewolf grabbed Harry by his shoulder

immediately and fell

the hell?! How dare

to threaten him, all the color drained

"I'm doomed..."

you doing?

glaring

feet and walked towards

trembled violently as she tried so

into tears or

could do anything, Harry's father suddenly smiled

"Well done, my son!"

standing in the distance with a long

this over with.Scold me

as if he was scared that his father would