Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Warren’s POV:

When I saw Sylvia lie on the grass in silence, I followed her.I lay beside her, rested my hands on the back of my head, and looked at the vast starry sky.

It had been a long time since I had such a good time.

When I was still in the pack, I seldom met strong opponents.

Alina was simply too delicate and she didn’t like fighting at all.

For the first time, I had a satisfying fight, and it made me so happy.I didn’t expect that one day, I would fight with a slave, a she-wolf who looked extremely thin and weak.I turned my head and looked at Sylvia with complicated emotions in my heart.

Her eyes were closed, and she seemed to be thinking about something.

Watching her demure side face calmed me down inexplicably.I never thought that a time would come that I would enjoy the moon and stars with Sylvia so peacefully.

It turned out that the two of us could one day become frenemies who really appreciated each other.I had to admit that Sylvia had really made great progress.

In such a short time, she learned and withstood my every move.

I even felt that it was a little difficult to deal with her.I was afraid that I would

whisper something about the ball, I sat up

she would have been

help feeling sorry for her.But I

didn’t say anything.She just glanced at me quietly and then

made me

words crossed my mind, but none of them could

your relationship with Prince

soon as these words came out of my mouth, I felt like slapping

really shouldn’t have mentioned Prince

didn’t

like a calm lake without

want to answer.I shouldn’t have asked

the topic, Sylvia called out my

pursed her lips, and smiled at

of our pack.She was strong and loyal, but she was framed.She was accused

she spoke, she looked at me with her

like what you said that night, everyone should know their own place.I have