The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Flora's POV:

Sylvia's words startled me. "I never even think of aborting it!" The words spilled out of my mouth before I could control myself.

I wrapped my hand over my stomach to prevent my baby from hearing these terrible words.

"Sorry, I misunderstood you." Sylvia nodded apologetically. "Since you don't want to abort the baby, why don't you tell Warren about it? He is the father of the child. He deserves to know that you're pregnant with his child."

I sighed helplessly. "If Warren knows it, he will definitely marry me. But I don't want him to marry me because he feels responsible for me and the child. I only want a relationship that's bound by mutual love and care."

Sylvia cast a quizzical look at me. "I think Warren likes you. We all see the way he looks at you and behaves around you. It's obvious he is interested in you."

"How is that possible?" I murmured. I knew Warren cared about me only because of guilt and he simply regarded me as his responsibility.

"Why not? The way he looks at you and behaves around you shows that he likes you a lot. Don't you like him?" Sylvia raised her eyebrows and looked at me. For a moment, I didn't know how to answer

Sylvia's question.

I couldn't describe my feelings. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the

well Warren had

I felt for Warren, and I had no idea

his relationship

my throat. I blinked to erase

anything. You know that, right?" My hesitation seemed to make Sylvia anxious. "Pregnancy is not a small matter. Telling Warren the truth seems like the only solution to

thinking. At that moment, I knew I had no choice but to tell her the real reason as to why I was with Warren in the first place. "I'm sorry, Sylvia. Warren and I lied to you. The truth is, we have

a secret forever. But considering I was pregnant, I had no choice but to tell Sylvia

give birth to the child because it was a gift from

later. But I didn't want to tell him

would wait until he found it

had already guessed that. But seeing how good your relationship was with him and how much you liked him, I gradually

held my hand, and I could see the guilt in her

for her. I hid the truth from Sylvia precisely because I knew she

me. I did everything because I wanted to help you. I wish the best for you, Sylvia. You are my