The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Flora's POV:

When we were done cleaning up our room, Sylvia retreated to the bathroom to take a shower.

With Sylvia gone, I felt lonely and sad.

I thought about what she said just now about how Warren really loved me. I sneered and clenched my fists angrily, inadvertently squishing the orange in my hand. Regret? Never.

I clenched my fists so hard that orange juice spurted everywhere, staining even the uniform I was planning to wear tomorrow.

I hurried to clean it up but felt even angrier with Warren.

When Warren was in a coma, his life was in fatal danger. I was so anxious that I didn't even dare to close my eyes or take a break for fear that Warren would suddenly stop breathing.

Later, when his condition had finally stabilized, I staggered out of his ward to finally have a meal.

When I came back, a nurse told me that Warren had woken up already. I was so happy that all my fatigue disappeared in an instant.

wondering how Warren would react when he saw

as I arrived, Alina stopped me from

the door with four muscly bodyguards, as though she was declaring her

and asked me about

know what to say. After all, Warren and I were just pretending

at a loss for words, Alina sneered and accused

attracted the attention of whoever was in

face turned red from the humiliation. For the first

wanted to defend myself, but everyone

Alina asked her bodyguards to throw me

back as hard as I could and wanted to leave on my own accord, but I

hospital as though I was garbage, even spitting on me before leaving. The whole time, the door to Warren's ward was open. I'm sure we had caused a noisy commotion,

the time, disappointment and rage surged

the line with him, so he used Alina to

these thoughts circled around my mind, I couldn't help but sneer. Looking down