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!"

his fists

in our pack’s younger generation.He’s

Harry and then took out some rat

he was, Harry

is weak.Him? The strongest

get to fight him one day. Don’t

rolled her eyes

comes, I will prove it to you! I can defeat a hundred Warrens all

back and put

a stronger opponent.Have you seen the small, skinny kid he

the werewolf Harry was paired

was cropped neatly in a crew

big for his face, which made him look like a bug

weak to you, but he was ranked

would carelessly underestimate his own opponent just by

his hand in dismissal, not taking

to be this arrogant, so I knew

day was between

flipping his bangs, Harry jumped onto the

finger at John and crooked it to

"Come here!"

guy is a walking peacock!" Flora

had no choice