The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Flora's POV:

Warren stood outside my door. He was wearing a suit and a tie.

Although I was initially stunned by his handsome appearance, I still felt awkward, since it was so late at night and he showed up dressed so formally. "Uh..." I had no idea what to say.

Warren's eyes avoided mine, making things even more awkward.

The atmosphere was so tense that I scratched my nose embarrassedly. Why wasn't he saying anything?

"You..." I tried to say something, anything, but I found that I had nothing to say.

"I..." Warren finally opened his mouth, but his voice trailed off. Without saying another word, he held up a bag in front of me.

"What's this?" I took the bag, looking at him in confusion.

just some medicine," he stammered. "I was worried that I might have hurt you today, so I

to something almost romantic. I could almost see cupid's arrow sticking

began to rummage through the bag. Sure enough, it was full of medicine for female injuries. "It should be useful," Warren mumbled in

lowered my head and pretended to read the instructions on the medicine's packaging. I could feel

appear timid in front of him, so I casually tucked the medicine back into the bag and flipped my hair

might not be good for your health." Warren's face instantly turned red. He averted his gaze

tried my best to hold back my laughter and rolled my eyes at him. "You couldn't control yourself and came inside. What am I supposed to

I... I couldn't control myself at the time. I'm sorry, Flora." Warren looked very ashamed and guilty. He lowered his head and apologized to me like a puppy with

to see such a proud werewolf like him become so humble and timid. Somehow, his reaction made me feel a little uncomfortable, so I didn't have the heart to tease him anymore. I just put away the bag and smiled at him lightheartedly. "Anyway, I doubt I'll get pregnant

waiting for a response, I closed the door on

door, I sighed heavily and

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I slapped my cheeks lightly to sober myself

soft-hearted? I glanced at the bag in my hand. For the first time, I felt confused

outstanding man in my generation. He was also the dream boy of countless she-wolves. It wasn't out of the ordinary for a girl to have a crush on him. And I was no exception. always secretly paid attention to him, and whenever I mulled over the topic of love, he would be