Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Chapter 97: A Huge Difference In Identity 

Sylvia's POV: 

"What's the matter?" I was surprised to see Warren, the arrogant, eccentric werewolf, walk up to me.

He despised me, after all.

Why did he want to talk to me now? Warren cleared his throat and shifted on his feet as if he were in a dilemma.

After hesitating for a long time, I saw him blush.

He didn't seem like the same strong, powerful werewolf anymore.

"What are you waiting for?" Flora asked anxiously as she scratched her head.

Seeing Warren look at her, Flora hid behind me.

"I didn't mean to urge you.I was afraid the canteen would close, and we all might end up starving."

Warren nodded in understanding.

"You go to the canteen.I only want to talk to Sylvia."

"No way! Is it something I shouldn't hear?"

pouted to show

knew she was worried about

had injured me

comforted her

go first.I'll join you soon." Flora studied my face for a moment and then

something for you as well.Remember to come and eat as

a chick who had just escaped from the cage.I smiled with amusement and walked to

ball on Friday evening?" My face darkened, and my vigilance reached

did you know

none of

of a sudden.He

what purpose

I answered him

questions offended

of the party, Rufus asked me to be his date himself, and I didn't

"You…"

seemed like Warren didn't expect

rang, and I wasn't in the mood to talk to him

now." I turned to

decisively rejected the call as if he had made up his

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