Sylvia's POV:

"What's the matter?"

I was surprised to see Warren, the arrogant, eccentric werewolf, walk up to me. He despised me, after all. Why did he want to talk to me now? Warren cleared his throat and shifted on his feet as if he were in a dilemma. After hesitating for a long time, I saw him blush. He didn't seem like the same strong, powerful werewolf anymore. sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FindNøvᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

"What are you waiting for?" Flora asked anxiously as she scratched her head.

Seeing Warren look at her, Flora hid behind me. "I didn't mean to urge you. I was afraid the canteen would close, and we all might end up starving."

Warren nodded in understanding. "You go to the canteen. I only want to talk to Sylvia."

"No way! Is it something I shouldn't hear?" Flora pouted to show her disagreement.

I knew she was worried about me. After all, Warren had injured me last time.

a smile. "Flora, you go

for a moment and then nodded. "All right. I'll get something for you as well. Remember

chick who had just escaped from the

with amusement and walked

looked at me. "Are you going to attend the ball on Friday evening?" My face darkened, and

all of a sudden. He looked both annoyed

answered him coldly. His unreasonable questions offended me. Even though I had a vague idea of the purpose of the party, Rufus asked me to be his date himself, and I didn't want to

I wasn't

nothing else,

but Warren stopped me. He decisively rejected the call as if he had

think you must know the purpose of

stare

herself. Although the guests would find their dates in advance, most of them would go there alone. And most of those invited to the ball are single noble ladies in the imperial

what?" I replied

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