Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Sylvia's POV: 

There was no information about the sender on the box, which I found was quite heavy. Flota gave the box a light shake before helping me put it down "It's so heavy! Do you think it's a bomb?"I grew hesitant and suddenly didn't want to open the box anymore.

The box was just plain white, without any logo or anything printed on top of it.It did, however, emit a faint fragrance.

"Should I open it?" I looked at Flora nervously.

Flora violently shook her head.

"No, no, no.What if Lucy found us out and sent a bomb to kill us?"

"Mm, I don't really think she would do something that blatant."

If anything, I was expecting a more secret attack from them.

Using a bomb would just create trouble for everyone.

Just as I was about to open the box, Yana stopped me.

"Retreat! Abort mission!" Yana screamed in my head.

I stopped in my tracks and took a step back.

Seeing my sudden reaction, Flora also stepped back.

was that?

is when I open it…"

for a tin bucket and placed it

and wrapped ourselves in it.I grabbed a clothesline pole and used it

going to open

bucket trembling on her head, Flora replied, "Okay… I'm ready.This iron

the box cover

"It's open!"

few seconds, but there

the pole and

was a neatly folded champagne

didn't explode, Flora felt safe enough to

she

Who's it from?" I saw a card placed beside the dress and picked

who it

and read it! Hurry! Who on earth could be this romantic?

excitedly I smiled shyly and opened the card, seeing that familiar handwriting

and shoes are custom made for you.I think they will suit you very well.I have

first part with a swooning

is this man? He's so

"Oh, stop it, Flora."