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?"

standing up, but my legs gave away,

realized my

to walk toward me

place looked weird,

about the current situation made me

could react, Warren was

tense when I saw the blue veins stand out on his bare arms, and his usual

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

that something was wrong with him.I felt nervous to see him acting weird, so I had to find a way

blood oozed out, but the rope was still

to churn with anxiety, and my heart drummed in my chest.I felt my

tongue

to gnaw

me like a ton of

Someone had drugged me.

had no control over

spine, and I frantically moved

I tried to figure

must have been drugged as

all this had plotted to

The thought frightened me.

and saw Warren close

"Warren, calm down!"

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