Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Flora'’s POV: 

Harry and I cheered wildly below the stage when the referee declared Sylvia's victory.Then I hopped to Warren's side, smiled at him, and handed him a bottle of water.

"Good job! Keep it up and continue working hard."

Warren took the bottle and gave me a restrained smile.He seemed a little shy.

I was about to take a closer look at him when Sylvia came over.

"Flora, come on, get yourself ready.It's your turn soon.Remember, immediately concede at the beginning of the game.Don't fight with him," she reminded me worriedly.

I nodded vigorously.

"I get it.I will definitely surrender before he starts to make a move."

When the referee's whistle sounded, I knew that the competition was about to begin, so I walked to the battle ring with a confident smile under everyone's expectant eyes.

Toby, who had garish dreadlocks, always wore an expressionless face.

as soon as I approached him, he suddenly sneered.I stood in front of him and asked in

his

has a bad taste.He doesn't deserve to be a

public! Watch your words, Otherwise, you will

a little pissed by

class, he was

you think

just a lowly slave, so people who hang out with her

to say

clenched my fists as anger surged

he is a rash fool.Only a blind fool like him will make friends with losers like you.And there's another werewolf named Warren.He is kind of smart, but he is just

I wanted to bite him to

are? Don't you know that

Toby snorted coldly.

it's okay.At least I don't need to waste my energy.However, once the game starts, I won't spare

anger.I was so furious that my whole body trembled, and