Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Sylvia’s POV 

"Sylvia, you got paired up with Warren," Harry said with worry in his eyes.

I nodded, pursing my lips and feeling uneasy.

Even though I was used to people being hostile with me, I couldn’t understand why Warren was being so rude to me when we haven’t even had any interactions in the past.

From afar, he was a silent and well-behaved werewolf compared to the other students.But how come he would act so differently towards me?

"You have to be careful.He might play some dirty tricks on you,"

Harry warned, squinting his eyes.

He then turned to Flora and asked, "Wait, you’re from the same pack, right? What do you know about this guy?"

"I know Warren isn’t the type to play dirty.Back home, he’s mostly an upright guy who doesn’t even like conflict."

Flora frowned in confusion.

"In fact, it was very strange how he acted this morning.I’ve never seen him with that much emotion."

"Well, now I’m more nervous." I looked at the gloomy Warren, who seemed lost in thought.

"Come on, Sylvia.Don’t be nervous.You were able to defeat me! Warren is nothing.I’m pretty sure I can defeat him with just one finger.So can you!"

arrogantly waved his fists in the

the strongest one in our pack’s younger generation.He’s just restraining himself here and not recklessly

her eyes at Harry and then

arrogant pomp that he was, Harry was not convinced by what Flora

your pack is weak.Him? The strongest

when you get to fight him one day. Don’t

rolled her

will prove it to you! I can defeat a hundred Warrens all on my

his back and put his

stronger opponent.Have you seen the small, skinny

glanced at the werewolf Harry was

whose hair was cropped neatly in

with fair skin.His eyes seemed too big for his face,

careful still.He might look weak to you, but he was ranked seventh.That’s two places above you,

warned Harry, afraid that he would carelessly underestimate his own opponent just by judging the

hand in dismissal, not taking

was expecting him to be this arrogant, so I

of the day was

his bangs, Harry jumped onto

John and crooked

"Come here!"

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no choice but