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.

arm, she wiped the sweat off of

"We're classmates, after all."

made

forgive me instead of acting so nice.I could feel

next, I just turned around

leaving? Shouldn't

also reached

had on a provoking

think you're going? You haven't apologized

off!" I shoved past his shoulder,

"Fuck you!"

me, but someone seemed to have stopped him.I heard some other students

was to get out of

Sylvia's POV: 

I got off the stage, Flora

get you to the infirmary,"

patted my leg,

turn to fight next.She

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

bent down in front

take you

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

me over his shoulder