The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Flora's POV:

After thinking for a while, I slowly said the word, "Honey."

Warren froze in place and vigilantly stared at me.

I fought the urge to roll my eyes when I noticed him tense up. I simply continued to fake a gentle, sweet voice as I said, "I didn't mean to lose my temper. I'm pregnant, and I can't control my emotions. You haven't even asked me whether I want it or not."

Upon hearing my explanation, Warren looked guilty. He turned me around so I could face him. "I'm sorry. I won't force you anymore. But can you promise me you won't run away again? I really want to marry you, Flora. I like you so much."

He lowered his voice by the time he told me he wanted to marry me. His earlobes also turned a dark shade of red, indicating that he was embarrassed.

Seeing him like this was a rare sight. This was the first time he told me that he liked me.

But I knew that men were all good at saying sweet things like that to women to get what they really wanted. If I wasn't in the right state of mind, I would have been easily deceived by his sweet words. The reason why he wanted to marry me was because of our child. After all, things became different after I got pregnant, and my status changed due to my pregnancy.

Although I wasn't happy, I pretended to be flattered by what he said and snugged into his arms. "Do you really like me? Are you sure you're not lying? You don't have to make such a sacrifice for me." "No. I like you, Flora. I want to marry you because I like you," Warren sincerely replied. The affection laced in his tone was nowhere near fake at all. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the Find_Nøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

I almost believed it.

waste of talent! It was difficult for a she-wolf to resist once a usually cold, domineering guy like him

Warren was quite

put a hand on his cheek. "Having you in

affectionate gaze made me lose

just perfect for

I quietly

the door suddenly

face when he got inside the room. I immediately felt embarrassed when

who was pressing on top of me, furrowed his eyebrows as

Owen said as he

He wanted to continue the kiss, but I was still holding the pillow in my hand

meekly put down the pillow in front of him as I pressed my lips into a thin line and tried to think of a way to explain

I knew I was no match for him in terms of strength, there was probably still

hold on the pillow again. Just as I was

It was Owen again!

his hands clasped behind his back, he ran over to Warren and kicked him. "What

He just stood aside