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 I was a withdrawn man, so talking didn’t come naturally to me.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.

and he was obviously fit. He had a tough look about him, but upon a closer

was stirring in my mind, but I still couldn’t remember how I knew Tom. Finally, I couldn’t help but ask him bluntly,

so. You’ve probably mistaken me for someone else. People say I have a common face.” Tom didn’t even look at me as he answered. It was as though

wind blowing up from the bottom of the cliff was so

footing then gestured at Tom, indicating for him to look for the blue cornflower. But as we walked around the cliff in circles, we didn’t see any signs of the cornflower. Just then, the wind stopped howling. It was still raining, but the dark clouds in the

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

Just as we were turning around to leave, he

immediately whirled

a crack under the

quickly but carefully headed to the edge of the cliff and peered down,

your right,” Tom stood behind me and explained. The mist at the 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