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.

stood in front of him and asked in confusion, "What are

of his

taste.He doesn't deserve to be

teacher in public! Watch your words, Otherwise,

was a little

Blair was strict in the class,

you think

and said, "Sylvia is just a lowly slave, so people who hang out with

think you are to say such things about Sylvia? You have no

anger surged up

"And that Harry, he looks like a very smart person.But unexpectedly, 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 a mere son

I wanted

think you are? Don't you know that you're spewing nothing but

Toby snorted coldly.

just a weak she-wolf.How can you fight against me? I already know your plan.You bunch of cowards will only admit defeat.But it's okay.At least I don't need to waste my

word that Toby said fueled my anger.I was so furious that my whole body trembled, and my throat was dry.I would