The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Warren's POV:

Flora was stunned and fell silent for what seemed like an eternity. Then she rolled her eyes and turned her head away, muttering, "Why are you so narcissistic?"

But I saw that her little face was flushed, which I found adorable.

I too fell silent, pondering over how Flora just said that I was the best-looking man in the pack. Only then did it dawn on me that the girl in front of me actually liked me.

Recalling what had happened in the equipment room, I felt even worse. Perhaps Flora had liked me for a long time. After all, when we were still with the pack, she had been watching me from the sidelines. That would've explained why she was willing to stay and help me back in the equipment room—I was her first man, despite the situation.

But... what about me? What had I done? Before that day, I didn't even know her. When I made love to her, I had actually called out Sylvia's name. I shook my head guiltily. I was really a jerk.

It seemed Flora was also lost in thought. She was staring blankly at nothing in particular.

to think of ways to make things up to this poor girl. Maybe I couldn't reciprocate her feelings

looked at me seriously, as

coolly as I could, despite the fact that I was nervous. Was she going to confess her

that day was all your fault. You know that, right?" Flora asked seriously, crossing her arms over her

together, I grew serious as well. "Yes, it

responsibility for it or not." Flora stared at me with a straight face. "It

didn't ask, I would've taken responsibility," I interrupted her.

sex with her. Who else

that this was what she wanted. I used to like Sylvia, but now that she already had Rufus, I needed to let go of

her well. She would be my only mate for life. Plus, it didn't hurt that she was so kind and cute. I believed it was only a matter of time before I'd fall for her

you sure you want to take responsibility?" Flora

solemnly. "Yes, I'm willing to take

good." Flora heaved a sigh of relief and suddenly broke into a sweet smile, revealing her cute canine teeth. Then, she gently patted me on the shoulder. "Your clothes are dusty. Let