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.

Sylvia, from the bottom of my heart. She took away everything that should’ve belonged to me. Naturally, I didn’t want my father to side

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 lost a lot of weight. His head was almost completely wrapped in thick bandages, covering

to the window and closed it

did Warren looked up at me. In a flat tone,

patient next door quarreled with

absentmindedly. He 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 happy, even though he himself was not a talkative werewolf. I couldn’t help but feel a little

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

I swallowed my complicated emotions and called out his

came to his senses and looked at me

up the orange in my hand. “How

it yourself.” Warren looked down at his

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

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 he had taken it