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?

tell me?" Flora licked her

so sharp that she could guess I had something to discuss with her. I felt a little

Can't I come to see you just because I

from your expression that there is a

watched her affectionately and handed her the handkerchief I was holding.

smugly. "I

married. I have to go to attend her wedding." As I spoke, I reached out and wiped the sauce on the

put down the roast chicken in

wasn't as shocked as Flora that Alina was getting married so soon. After all, Leonard had always been worried about her marriage. Now that she had finally

up the idea of taking

come with you? This doesn't concern me." S~ᴇaʀᴄh the FɪndNøvel.ɴᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest

tore the

are more than welcome to go. But don't drag 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 face toward me, and gave her a serious look. "You can't

avoiding mine. She stuttered, "What... what are you

I asked, cutting to the

from her face. She quickly shoved my hands away and said in a shrill

bush with her. I took a crumpled pregnancy test report from my pocket and read the information on it aloud. "Name, Flora

Flora didn't let me continue reading it. 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 glared at