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.

elated. She thrust the watermelon into my arms, grabbed the roast chicken, and sat in the bench on the roadside to

waiting for me? Anything you wanna tell me?” Flora licked her greasy fingers and shot me a

discuss with her. I felt a little bitter. “What? Why do I need

can read from your expression that there is a reason,” Flora scoffed and commented while

the handkerchief I

smugly. “I knew

the pack tomorrow. Alina is getting married. I have to go to attend her wedding.” As I spoke, I reached out and

and put down the roast chicken in astonishment. “Alina is getting married? So soon? Oh my

always been worried about her marriage. Now that she had finally

up the idea of taking Flora to the pack with

frowned at this suggestion. “Why should I come with you? This doesn’t concern me.” I wasn’t bothered about her attitude. I simply tore the rest

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

to tell me if you’ve been hiding something from me over the past few months.”

avoiding mine. She stuttered, “What… what are you talking about? I don’t

you pregnant?” I asked, cutting to the

away and said in a shrill voice, “I’m

I took a crumpled pregnancy test report from my pocket and read the information on it aloud.

it from me and said in disbelief, “Damn it! I’d thrown this away in the