Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince by Dark Knight

Chapter 659 Go Back With Me

Warren’s POV:

I waited on the path Flora would p@ssthrough, holding a roast chicken. I didn’t spot her until darkness had almost descended.

There was no training today. She was dressed in a floral skirt and a flimsy beige blouse. Her soft short hair caressed her cheeks, and a cherry-patterned hairpin held her bangs in place. It was hot today. Her face was as flushed as a ripe apple, making her look more vibrant and pretty.

I called out to her, startling her. The watermelon slipped from her grip and rolled away, coming to a stop at my feet.

Fortunately, it was still in one piece.

Flora angrily trotted over to pick up the watermelon. “What are you doing? Why were you hiding in the dark to scare me?”

Then she sniffed the air experimentally. “Why do I smell roast chicken?”

I chuckled. Her nose was so sensitive. “I brought you a roast chicken. Would you like to taste it?” I lifted the bag I was holding and jiggled it in front of her face.

She thrust the watermelon into my arms, grabbed the roast chicken, and sat in the bench

wanna tell

hadn’t expected her to be so sharp that she could guess I had something to discuss with her. I felt a little bitter. “What? Why do I need a reason? Can’t I

expression that there is a reason,” Flora

her affectionately and handed her the handkerchief I was holding.

snorted smugly. “I

I have to go to attend her wedding.” As I spoke, I reached out and wiped the sauce on

down the roast chicken in astonishment. “Alina is getting

all, Leonard had always been worried about her marriage. Now that she

I brought up the idea of taking Flora to

darkened and she frowned at this suggestion. “Why should I come with you? This doesn’t concern me.” I wasn’t bothered about her attitude. I

But don’t drag me

from me over the past few months.” I wiped my hands clean, turned her face toward me,

moment, her eyes avoiding mine. She stuttered, “What…

I asked, cutting

my hands away and said in a shrill voice, “I’m not pregnant. How can I be pregnant? Are you

crumpled pregnancy test report from my pocket and

me continue reading it. She snatched it from me and said in disbelief, “Damn it! I’d thrown this away in the trash can at the hospital. How