The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Sylvia's POV:

Owen promptly ordered someone to drag the red -haired maid away without hesitation. The rest of the maids were scared and all fell to their knees to apologize.

Owen was so annoyed that he waved his hand and reassigned them to work in a pig farm in the suburb.

I didn't know how much Owen had heard, but judging from his angry face, I could tell that he must have heard a lot.

After the maids were sent away, I turned to him and said, "The maids were lying. Flora might be a little eccentric, but she's not a bad person."

I wanted to speak for Flora, but surprisingly, Owen interrupted me.

I'm actually fond of that girl, and I'm glad that Warren has her in his life. She's like a beam of sunshine in his life, bringing him warmth and happiness. If it weren't for her, Warren would probably be very depressed now. After all, what with Leonard's sudden death and the murderer

coming from. Leonard was one of the most important influences in Warren's life, being his life mentor and second father. Warren grew up together with Alina and he used to have a crush on her. Although he later stopped loving her romantically and just saw her as his

one would've thought that Alina would

two important people

very bored recently." Owen smiled like a very easy-going man, very different

middle-aged werewolf. Flora

was no longer as tense as he was before. He didn't seem to care about many things that were taboo before. And this change was brought by

would follow later. Flora and Warren lived in one of the manors, but there were no roses there. Instead, there were many fruit trees. It seemed that Warren had

and entered the hall, only

look well, which could've been due to her morning sickness. She had only two spoonfuls of soup fed to her before pushing the bowl to Warren. "I'm full. You should finish the rest. Don't waste it." Holding the spoon in his hand, Warren shook