Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Warren's POV: 

Blair's cold stare felt like a wake-up call.It was as if he was trying to see through me, which måde me kind of intimidated.

"I'm sorry. I lost control," I said bluntly.

I felt like a laughing stock at this moment, with everyone staring at me.

"Don't apologize to me.I think that it's Sylvia you should apologize to," Blair said seriously.

I looked at Sylvia, who was still on the floor.

With her hair wet with sweat, she looked like a drowned mouse.She looked back at me with those beautiful eyes, except they were filled with confusion.

I averted her gaze, feeling a little guilty.But I still couldn't bring myself to say anything.

Sylvia managed to stand up.

"It doesn't matter.It was a sparring session.Getting injured is no big deal.Besides, I'm totally fine."

"Are you really?" Blair raised an eyebrow.

He then turned slowly to me.

"You should still apologize at the very least.I already declared that the fight was over, but you still kept kicking Sylvia.What's going on with you? It's not like you to lose control of yourself."

"I said I'm fine.I don't think Warren meant it," Sylvia shrugged.

wiped the sweat off of her forehead

"We're classmates, after all."

Sylvia's eyes made me

not forgive me instead of acting so nice.I could feel eyes staring at me from all directions,

what to do next, I just turned around

are you just leaving? Shouldn't you

also reached out and

had on a provoking

you think you're going? You haven't

I shoved past his shoulder, heading straight for

"Fuck you!"

chase after me, but someone seemed to have stopped

was to get out of this suffocating

Sylvia's POV: 

got off the stage, Flora and Harry

come on! We need to get you to the infirmary," Flora

you're up next.Don't worry; I'm fine." I patted my leg, trying to put on

Flora's turn to fight next.She couldn't

go and get

front

take you to the

"Okay, fine.I'll go ahead."

reluctant Harry easily heaved me over