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

"We're classmates, after all."

Sylvia's eyes made

nice.I could feel eyes staring at

next, I just turned

are you just leaving? Shouldn't you apologize for hurting

Flora mumbled.Harry also reached out

on

do you think you're

shoved past his shoulder,

"Fuck you!"

to have stopped him.I heard some

wanted was to get

Sylvia's POV: 

off the stage, Flora and Harry immediately

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

I patted my leg, trying to put on a convincing

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

here.Flora, you go

front of me and offered me

on! I'll take you to the infirmary

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

Harry easily heaved me over his