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.

took away everything that should’ve belonged to me. Naturally, I didn’t want my father to

fresh air. Warren was leaning against the headboard, deep in thought. His injuries were so serious that he had lost a lot of

walked to the window and closed it before

me. In a flat tone, he asked, “What happened outside just now? I

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

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

with various topics to make me happy, even though he himself was not a talkative werewolf. I couldn’t help but feel a

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

my complicated emotions and

senses and looked

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

Warren

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

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