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.

bottom of my heart. She took away everything that should’ve belonged to me. Naturally,

the bedroom. The window was 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

to the window and closed it before sitting

a flat tone,

the patient next door quarreled

my explanation. He didn’t say anything more.

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

I made an effort to break the silence. Warren didn’t respond. He proceeded to

lower lip, I swallowed my

senses and looked

and held up the orange in my hand. “How about an orange? I’ll peel it

it yourself.” Warren looked down

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

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