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.

into my arms, grabbed the roast chicken, and sat in the bench on the

waiting for me? Anything you wanna tell me?” Flora licked her greasy

I had something to discuss with her. I felt a

that there is a

her affectionately and handed her the handkerchief I

snorted smugly. “I knew

attend her wedding.” As I spoke, I reached

put down the roast chicken in astonishment. “Alina is getting

had always been worried about her marriage. Now that she had finally met her destined mate, Leonard

brought up the idea

face 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.

are more than welcome to go. But don’t drag me

me. But you need to tell me if you’ve been hiding something from me over the past few months.” I wiped my hands clean, turned her face toward me, and gave her a serious look.

mine. She stuttered, “What… what

you pregnant?” I asked, cutting

shoved my hands away and said in a shrill voice, “I’m not pregnant. How can

her. I took a crumpled pregnancy test report

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