The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Warren's POV:

I waited on the path Flora would pass through, holding a roast chicken. I didn't spot her until darkness had almost descended.

There was no training today. She was dressed in a floral skirt and a flimsy beige blouse. Her soft short hair caressed her cheeks, and a cherry-patterned hairpin held her bangs in place. It was hot today. Her face was as flushed as a ripe apple, making her look more vibrant and pretty.

I called out to her, startling her. The watermelon slipped from her grip and rolled away, coming to a stop at my feet.

Fortunately, it was still in one piece.

Flora angrily trotted over to pick up the watermelon. "What are you doing? Why were you hiding in the dark to scare me?"

Then she sniffed the air experimentally. "Why do I smell roast chicken?"

I chuckled. Her nose was so sensitive.

"I brought you a roast chicken. Would you like to taste it?" I lifted the bag I was holding and jiggled it in front of her face.

Flora was elated. She thrust the watermelon into my arms, grabbed the roast chicken, and sat in the bench on the roadside to eat.

"By the way, why were you here waiting for me?

licked her greasy fingers and shot me a

be so sharp that she could guess I had something to

Why do I need a reason? Can't I come

expression that there is a reason," Flora scoffed and commented while enjoying the

watched her affectionately and handed her the handkerchief I was holding. "You guessed

snorted smugly.

wedding." As I spoke, I reached out and

the roast chicken in astonishment. "Alina is getting

Leonard had always been worried about her marriage. Now that she had finally met

the idea of taking Flora to the

with you? This doesn't concern me."

bothered about her attitude. I simply tore the rest of the roast chicken into small

go. But don't drag me

me. But you need to tell me if you've been hiding something from me over the past few months." I wiped my hands clean, turned her

her eyes avoiding mine. She

asked, cutting

from her face. She quickly shoved my hands away and said in a shrill voice, "I'm not pregnant. How can I

crumpled pregnancy test report

She snatched it from me and said in disbelief, "Damn it! I'd thrown this away in the trash can at the hospital. How do you have it?" Then she