The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Warren's POV:

Blair's cold stare felt like a wake-up call. It was as if he was trying to see through me, which made me kind of intimidated.

"I'm sorry. I lost control," I said bluntly. I felt like a laughing stock at this moment, with everyone staring at me.

"Don't apologize to me. I think that it's Sylvia you should apologize to," Blair said seriously.

I looked at Sylvia, who was still on the floor. With her hair wet with sweat, she looked like a drowned mouse. She looked back at me with those beautiful eyes, except they were filled with confusion.

I averted her gaze, feeling a little guilty. But I still couldn't bring myself to say anything.

Sylvia managed to stand up. "It doesn't matter. It was a sparring session. Getting injured is no big deal. Besides, I'm totally fine."

"Are you really?" Blair raised an eyebrow. He then turned slowly to me. "You should still apologize at the very least. I already declared that the fight was over, but you still kept kicking Sylvia. What's going on with you? It's not like you to lose control of yourself."

meant it," Sylvia shrugged. With her arm, she wiped the sweat off of her forehead and smiled weakly. "We're classmates, after

shame. I would have preferred she

from all directions, which made me nervous. Unsure what to do next, I just turned

you apologize for

you think you're going? You haven't apologized

to chase after me, but someone seemed to have stopped him. I

All I wanted was to get out

Sylvia's POV:

off the stage, Flora and Harry immediately rushed over to

on! We need to get you to the infirmary," Flora said

fine." I patted my leg, trying to put on a convincing smile. It was Flora's turn

stage," Harry urged Flora. He then bent down in front of me and offered me his shoulder. "Sylvia, come on! I'll take you to the

over his

anymore," Flora reminded Harry as