The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Flora's POV:

The forceful water current came straight at me, giving me no time to react.

When it propelled me away, I felt as though I was pulled into a familiar yet strange embrace. I sensed it was Warren, but didn't dare open my eyes and confirm it. As I held my breath, I could feel the water clogging my lungs and ears.

The embrace enveloped me in a sense of security. One big hand on my waist held me tightly in place, and my head was protected by the owner of the embrace. We were swept and tossed in every direction by the water current.

I was feeling uncomfortable from holding my breath. I involuntarily grabbed his clothes, wanting to borrow some strength from him.

The sewer had a winding trajectory, and the space between the walls was narrow. Every time we passed by a vent, I could hear the shrieking wind.

But I was in no state to dwell on it, because at this moment I was so distressed that I thought I was going to die.

I had once fallen into a river when I had been playing outside as a child. As a result, I still had a phobia of deep water. Whenever swimming training was scheduled, I would do my best to avoid it.

My face began to contort from the prolonged suffocation. I stuck my head out of the water to pull in a breath, but a wave suddenly crashed into me, making me choke.

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My legs flailed and I struggled to breathe. I could feel my head spinning from the lack of oxygen.

A pair of soft lips pressed into mine at this moment.

else. I greedily sucked the

swirling current subsided and the water level dropped. Now it only reached up to

my eyes, I was greeted with Warren's magnified face, and our lips were fused

face was burning and I pushed him away hurriedly. This made me

my hand and pulled me forward. My forehead bumped into

lips. I didn't know what to do, so I tried

In a low forbidding voice, he said, "Stop moving,

the water in front of his chest was tinged with a faintly red

you injured?" I was shocked and flustered. I hastily

his injury and said carelessly, "No, my old wound has reopened again.

to me that he had been hurt severely last time. His ribs had been fractured and one of them had almost pierced him in

Warren had returned to the team, he had repeatedly assured the army that he had made a full recovery, so I didn't question him any

to dawn on me that his wounds had

with your life? If you want to die, you should have informed me earlier. I wouldn't have gone to the trouble of

for me to pull him back from the jaws

about it, the more furious I became. I

a big step forward, drawing us

him, too enraged to say anything

little aggrieved.