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 me.

wind blew the curtains, bringing with it some fresh air. Warren was leaning against the headboard, deep

to the window and closed it before sitting down next to

a flat tone, he asked, “What happened outside

came up with an excuse. “The family of the patient next door quarreled with a doctor, saying they

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

though he himself was not a talkative werewolf. I couldn’t help but feel a little disappointed and sad, wanting to relive the good old

orange. I know they’re your favorite.” I made an effort to break the silence. Warren didn’t respond. He proceeded

lip, I swallowed my complicated emotions and

senses and looked at

in my hand.

Warren looked down at his

orange in my hand. I felt angry, but I couldn’t lose my temper. After all,

He wasn’t wearing it the last time we met, too. Maybe