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.

sweat off of her forehead and smiled

"We're classmates, after all."

in Sylvia's eyes made

me instead of acting so nice.I

next, I just turned

you just leaving? Shouldn't you apologize for

Flora mumbled.Harry also

had on

do you think you're going?

his shoulder, heading straight for the

"Fuck you!"

to have stopped him.I

I wanted was to get out

Sylvia's POV: 

I got off the stage, Flora and Harry immediately rushed over

to get you to

next.Don't worry; I'm fine." I patted my leg, trying

fight

all right.I'm here.Flora, you go and get

then bent down in front of me and

on! I'll take you to the

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

Harry easily heaved me over