The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Sylvia's POV:

Harry howled in pain. I quickly yanked the confused Flora inside and locked the door behind us.

"What's the matter, you guys?" Layla tilted her head and looked at Flora and me questioningly.

Flora's eyes landed on the naked Layla and her face turned red. All of a sudden, blood started gushing out of her nose.

I covered her nose in a hurry, which made Layla even more confused.

"What the hell? Why's my nose bleeding?" Flora finally snapped out of it and stomped her food in frustration. She looked like she was in denial. She muttered to herself with chagrin, "How embarrassing!" The naked Layla walked over and asked with concern, "Are you okay?"

"Yeah..." I didn't dare to look at her. Face flushed with embarrassment, I stammered, "Wh-why don't you put on some clothes?"

Layla wrapped the bath towel she was holding around her body. With an indifferent shrug, she said, "Just had a shower. And we're all girls here, so why bother?"

I bit my lower lip agitatedly. How could I have forgotten that it wasn't just me and Flora anymore and we just got a new roommate?

Harry banged on the door indignantly.

the hell, you guys? Let me in! Open this door right this instant! I

the door incessantly. Layla sat down on the edge of the bed and wiped her hair, with her legs crossed casually. She looked at us in confusion and asked, "Is he planning

wanted to explain, but to my surprise, Layla

"Okay. I don't mind."

and pulled on her

beautiful that she looked like an unattainable goddess. But the more I got to know

mind him moving in. Even though Layla wasn't close to him at

this, Layla's sweet

long as he

was

I silently thanked God that I had kicked Harry out just in time. Otherwise, Harry would've

a meaningful look, indicating that we

Harry couldn't move in with

for a little while. Finally, the knocks

had left, I chatted with Flora

was a talkative she-wolf and a master when it came to conversations.

took a few minutes before she got to know me and