Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Chapter 167: A Critical Moment

Sylvia's POV: 

I looked around and saw all kinds of things stuffed in the old equipment room.The doors and windows were sealed.It was winter, but I still felt stuffy.I tried wriggling out of the rope, but it was secured tightly around my wrists.I struggled up to my feet and leaned against the wooden frame behind me.

My head began to spin, and I wiped the sweat on my forehead with the back of my palm.It felt weird.I couldn't tell why I was sweating.

"Warren, help me!" I shouted.

However, he didn't respond and didn't bother to even look at me.

His eyes looked gloomy — as if he were lost in thought.

Blood continued to drip from the horrifying wound on his head.

All of a sudden, Warren smashed the iron door with his fists.

The door vibrated, letting out a loud buzz that sounded like a tragic warning.

"Warren?" His sudden reaction startled me.

Before I could figure out what was going on, he turned around and trudged toward me slowly but steadily.

I glanced at his wound and saw that blood was still oozing out.It looked like a serious injury.

"Does your wound hurt? What the hell happened? Who hurt you?"

tried standing up, but my legs gave away, and I

I realized

toward me without saying

looked weird, and so

about the current situation made

react, Warren was already

saw the blue veins stand out on his

something! What the hell is going on?! Let's get out of

him acting weird, so I had to find

my flesh, and blood oozed out, but

began to churn with anxiety, and my heart drummed in

movement made me breathless.I bit my tongue

seemed to gnaw

hit me like a

Someone had drugged me.

had no control over

and I frantically moved

I tried to figure out what

have been drugged as

this had plotted

The thought frightened me.

Warren close

"Warren, calm down!"

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