The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Warren's POV:

Wearing a straight face, I walked along the path in the garden with Flora. It was already our third lap. My palms started to sweat.

Flora was scowling. She hadn't said a word since we came downstairs. It was obvious she was worried about Sylvia.

"Are you tired yet?" I asked in a measly attempt to break the silence.

My voice brought Flora back to her senses and she blinked at me blankly. "You're tired already? You can go ahead. I want to keep walking."

I instantly regretted asking such a stupid question. Leaving Flora alone was the last thing on my mind.

I pretended to think it over for a while before saying, "Forget it. I'll accompany you for a little longer. I can tell you're in a bad mood."

"It's okay. You can go. I'm fine by myself," Flora said, glancing at me indifferently. Then, she raised her head and looked up at the starry sky.

"I have nothing else to do anyway. Let's talk," I said shyly, my cheeks burning. Fortunately, it was dark, so I hoped she wouldn't notice how flustered I was. This was the first time I had ever been so thick- skinned. I was unaccustomed to the feeling.

"Whatever you

chuckled, trying to lighten up the atmosphere, but it seemed I made things even more awkward.

I said feebly, trying to find

looked a little bored. "Not as

talking about?"

you are? You're the best looking man in our pack. At

a complete loss for words. "I don't care about

Flora

Her quip made me unhappy. "I

deep in thought. "When I came to the imperial palace, I saw a lot

couldn't help but interrupt her. I really didn't

with big, innocent-looking eyes. "What's

quickly changed the subject.

mind, because you can't be with her!" Flora frowned and looked around to make sure that

that, she pumped her fist in the air, simulating an