Sylvia's POV:

Flora grew angry all of a sudden. The mere mention of Warren seemed to ignite a whole new range of emotions within her.

"An amorous scum! Thinking he's a Greek God, that bastard hooked up with other she-wolves just like that. One she-wolf couldn't satisfy him, so he wanted to sleep with another." Flora was a picture of pure rage. She clenched her fists and pounded the bed.

My hand on the edge of the bed vibrated with the force.

"Damn it! I didn't expect to fall in the trap of a scum one day." Flora hit her chest with her fists, growling. I felt really sorry for her.

I gulped and asked cautiously, "Could there be any misunderstanding? I don't think Warren is a playboy."

"If it's just a misunderstanding, then why did he let Alina..."

stopped the sentence midway and looked at me with a horrified look

asked, "Alina? Did Alina intervene between you

her mouth and shook her head.

want to talk about it, I

terms of love, I didn't have a stand to persuade her. I could only advise

the right to judge your relationship. But I

friend, and I could only offer my silent support. 'Love is a tricky matter. The heart wants what it wants,' I thought. I knew it was meaningless to say anything

in her eyes. "My mind is a mess now.

her hand sympathetically and said, "If you still like Warren, give him one more chance. But if not, stay away from him. Don't force yourself to be with Warren just for the sake of your child." "I know.

mother was always

but to be strong. She was no longer the happy carefree Flora for she

think too much. You need to take care of yourself now. When I was a child, I lived in the pack with my mother. We were happy without my father,"

confused as to whether I should tell Warren about the

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