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 confusion, "What are

of his mouth raised

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

our teacher in public! Watch your words,

a little pissed by his

the class, he was a good person in

think

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

you think you are to say such

as anger surged up

a rash fool.Only a blind fool like him will make friends with losers like you.And there's another

angry that I wanted to

you think you are? Don't

Toby snorted coldly.

only admit defeat.But it's okay.At least I don't need to waste my energy.However, once the game starts, I won't spare you.So if you want

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