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?

whatever it is when I open it…" I said, pretending to

a tin bucket and placed it on her head,

us took our thick quilts from the beds and wrapped ourselves in it.I grabbed a clothesline pole and

going to

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

pulled the box

"It's open!"

waited for a few seconds, but there didn't seem to be any

the pole and

box, there was a neatly folded champagne gold dress with matching

Flora felt

she saw the

saw a card placed beside the dress and picked it

realized who

and read it! Hurry! Who on earth could be

opened the card,

have already

out the first part with a

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

"Oh, stop it, Flora."