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.

the sweat

"We're classmates, after all."

eyes made me feel even more

acting so nice.I could feel eyes

what to do next, I just turned around and

you just leaving? Shouldn't you

also reached out

on a provoking

you're going? You haven't apologized

his shoulder, heading straight

"Fuck you!"

to chase after me, but someone seemed to have stopped him.I heard some other students whispering about me.I

get out

Sylvia's POV: 

I got off the stage, Flora and Harry immediately

come on! We need to get you to the

I'm fine." I patted my leg, trying to put

fight

go

down in front of me and offered

I'll take you

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

looked reluctant Harry easily heaved me over his shoulder and stood