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? What's wrong,

prepared for whatever it is when I open

and placed it on her head, while I opted for a washbasin as my

thick quilts from the beds and wrapped ourselves in it.I grabbed a clothesline

I'm going to open

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

and pulled the box cover off

"It's open!"

few seconds, but

the

there was a neatly folded

Flora felt safe

gasped when she

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

I realized who it

go on and read it! Hurry! Who

smiled shyly and opened the card, seeing

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

the first part with

man? He's so considerate.He actually knows your exact size!" I

"Oh, stop it, Flora."