Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince by Dark Knight

Chapter 373 Can’t Go Back to The Past

Alina’s POV:

Warren was staying in a VIP ward, with a separate living room and bathroom.

When I entered the ward, I didn’t immediately go to the bedroom. Instead, I leaned against the door and eavesdropped on the conversation in the corridor between my father and Uncle Owen.

Although it sounded like my father was scolding Sylvia, I knew my father; he never bothered to talk to anyone he didn’t like, let alone lecturing them earnestly.

Which meant that his attitude towards Sylvia was indeed different…

But a little while later, I heard him say that he was paying special attention to Sylvia only under the orders of the lycan king. Hearing this, I couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief.

She took away everything that should’ve belonged to

wide open. A gentle wind blew the curtains, bringing with it some fresh air. Warren was leaning against the headboard, deep in thought. His injuries were so serious that he had

closed it before sitting down next to

flat tone,

came up with an excuse. “The family of the patient next door quarreled

didn’t seem to doubt my explanation. He didn’t say anything more. Awkward silence ensued. I quietly wondered how things became like this between me and

come up with various topics to make me happy, even though he himself was not a talkative werewolf. I couldn’t help but feel a little disappointed and sad, wanting to relive the good

break the silence. Warren didn’t respond. He proceeded to tinker with his phone, as though he hadn’t heard

lip, I swallowed my complicated emotions and

senses and

in my hand. “How about an orange? I’ll peel it

yourself.” Warren looked down at

my hand. I felt angry, but I couldn’t lose my temper. After all, I was the one who had ruined our

the ear stud I had given him. He wasn’t wearing it the last time we met, too. Maybe he had taken it