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.

was worried that I might have hurt you today, so I brought over some

from tense to something almost romantic. I could almost see cupid's

my best to act calm and began to rummage through the bag. Sure enough, it was full of medicine for female injuries. "It should be

packaging. I

casually tucked the medicine back into the bag and flipped my hair casually. "No

good for your health." Warren's

at him. "You couldn't control yourself and came inside. What am I

control myself at the time. I'm sorry, Flora." Warren looked very ashamed and guilty. He lowered his head and

my first time 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

without waiting for a response, I

door, I sighed heavily and

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like him? I slapped my cheeks

him, why did he always make me feel warm and soft-hearted? I glanced at the bag

countless she-wolves. It wasn't out of the ordinary for a girl to have a crush on him. And I was no exception.