Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince by Dark Knight

Chapter 900 Acting like A Spoiled Child

Beryl’s POV:

Once the night activity ended, the teacher accompanied me and Arron back to our exclusive tent.

Thick blankets were waiting for us in the tent, and even the prepped bed was soft—-just how we liked it. Our favorite dolls were also lying on the bed. It felt as though Mommy had just been here and arranged all of this for us.

I flopped myself on the bed and raked the dolls with my arms as I rolled around. My blood rushed against my veins as excitement shot through me. I began to hope that tomorrow would arrive sooner than any logic could beat.

“Beryl, apply the mosquito repellent.” Arron climbed onto the bed with a green bottle in his hand.

I sat up straight and rolled up the legs of my trousers. There were indeed mosquito bites on the exposed parts of my ankle. Perhaps I was too preoccupied that I hadn’t really paid attention to other things while we were out on the camp.

I dug my nail on the bites to form a cross out of it and giggled at my handiwork. Arron gently slapped my hand away and applied the ointment on the area. The night was cold outside this tent, but the minty ointment was colder and it made me shiver.

him. I could make out how he was thinking that I was really

and a pinch on his face. I was just

ointment to the last bite mark on my ankle. I waited for him to finish washing his hands so we could brush our teeth together. We tid*ied ourselves and went to

I woke Arron

fell down with our shoelaces loosened. Just when we were ready to go out, some noise came from outside the tent. I signaled Arron to keep silent. Whoever was outside, they could blow our cover. I

happy it was him.

Ian’s ear before asking me, “Did you ask Ian

guess he knew we were going to run away.” I walked around Ian and

squatted down and sat straight. He squeezed his wolf head on the nook of my

with us.” Arron

I quickly took in his figure. He was

can’t go with

understand a thing I was saying. Every time he wanted

for us to come back. I will bring you something delicious when we

just rolled over on the ground, as if he wouldn’t let

with my finger,