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

was

Warren had

comforted her

studied my face for a moment and then

get something for you as well.Remember to come and

the cage.I smiled with amusement and walked to a

going to attend the ball on Friday evening?" My face darkened, and

did you know

none of

all of a sudden.He looked both annoyed and

what purpose this

don't," I answered

questions offended

had a vague idea of the purpose of the party, Rufus asked me to

"You…"

didn't expect me to be cold

wasn't in the mood to

I turned to leave,

the call as if

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255