Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Chapter 311 The Edge of The Cliff

Warren’s POV:

When the six of us broke into three groups, we each chose a path and continued exploring the forest. Tom and I were in the same group but neither of us spoke a word. I was a withdrawn man, so talking didn’t come naturally to me. Rut it was strange for Tom, a loud and lively student of Cl@ssA, to stay eerily silent. He would only say a few words whenever we came across some wild animals.

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At first, I didn’t think it was that big of a deal. But when I spotted a familiar black tattoo on his arm, I felt that I had seen that pattern somewhere. Om seemed to have noticed that I was observing him. Without a word, he pulled down his sleeves and covered the black tattoo from my sight. Shortly after, it started raining—hard. It quickly became difficult to walk along the muddy mountain road. Just then, the ground began to shake violently.

“A wild elephant’s passing nearby.” Tom could tell only by the sound. I couldn’t help but steal a glance at him in awe.

me and continued to walk forward. Tom had a distinct look. He had a large black mole on the comer of his forehead, and he was obviously fit. He had a tough look about him, but upon a closer look, there seemed to be

but I still couldn’t remember how I knew Tom.

think so. You’ve probably mistaken me for someone else. People say I have a common face.” Tom didn’t even look

a cliff. The cliff was so steep that we couldn’t see tire bottom, only mist. The strong wind blowing up from the bottom of the cliff

blue cornflower. But as we walked around the cliff in circles, we didn’t see any signs of the cornflower. Just then, the wind

Tom looked up at the sky, deep in thought. “Let’s go back and look for Sylvia and the others. We

were turning around to leave, he suddenly exclaimed, “There it is!

whirled around

In a crack under the

eyesight. I quickly but carefully headed to the edge

bottom of the cliff had dissipated a little, revealing a rugged ridge of sharp rocks. I looked around carefully but didn’t see any crack like Tom had mentioned. When I was about to turn around, Tom walked to me. He put his arm around my shoulder and pointed down.