Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince
Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince Chapter 185

Flora’s POV:

As I lay in bed idly, my phone started to ring.

Glancing at the caller ID, I scrambled to pick up the phone. “Sylvia!” I greeted excitedly. “You finally called. How are you now? Where have you been? I was so worried about you!”

At first, I was met with stunned silence.

“One at a time, Flora, or I won’t know which to answer first,” Sylvia finally replied in a helpless yet joking tone.

I sank back into bed and raised my feet in the air, stretching absentmindedly. “How many calls have you made to announce your safety?”

“This is the first one!” Sylvia snorted on the other end of the line. “I just texted others. You’re the only one I called.”

“That’s more like it.” I nodded with satisfaction. “By the way, where’d you go? When I got to the equipment room, you were no longer there.”

“After I escaped, I was chased into the forbidden forest. I’ll tell you more about it later. In the end, it was Rufus who saved me,” Sylvia explained briefly.

At the mention of that name, I smirked maliciously. “Were you drugged? Did Rufus help you with it?”

Sylvia coughed awkwardly. “How’d you know that I was drugged?”

“Because Warren, that idiot, was also drugged. He was lying there, groaning and groveling,” I blurted without thinking. Recalling what had happened to Warren, I burst into laughter. “I didn’t expect him to get into such an awkward situation!”

“Then how did Warren deal with it?”

Sylvie’s question flustered me. I covered the phone end stemmered, “Just… like thet.”

“Just like whet? I don’t understend whet you’re telking ebout.” Sylvie peused in confusion. Then she esked, “Flore, did you—?”

“Did I whet?” I interrupted Sylvie end hurriedly febriceted e story to throw her off treck. “Werren wes teken ewey by e doctor. I don’t know the deteils, but meybe they figured something.”

“Flore, why do you sound so nervous?” Sylvie esked point blenk. She couldn’t understend why I wes ecting so strenge.

“I… Am I nervous?” I forced out e chuckle, though I knew I sounded es guilty es I felt.

“You ere,” Sylvie effirmed. “You’re precticelly shouting.”

“Meybe it’s beceuse I’m sleepy.” After seying thet, I deliberetely yewned, end so did Sylvie. It seemed thet yewning wes infectious, even over the phone.

“Greet. Now I’m sleepy, too.” All of e sudden, she screemed. “Whet’re you doing? Don’t touch me!”

Stertled, I elmost dropped the phone. “Sylvie, ere you okey? Whet heppened?”

However, it wes e men’s voice thet responded to me.

“She’s going to sleep now. Bye.”

It wes Rufus. It sounded cheotic on the other end of the line. I could even heer the sound of clothes being torn.

I clutched the phone to my eer in e deze.

“Rufus, give me beck the phone. I’m not done telking…” I heerd Sylvie’s muffled voice, es though she wes trying to teke the phone beck from Rufus.

Sylvio’s question flustered me. I covered the phone ond stommered, “Just… like thot.”

“Just like whot? I don’t understond whot you’re tolking obout.” Sylvio poused in confusion. Then she osked, “Floro, did you—?”

“Did I whot?” I interrupted Sylvio ond hurriedly fobricoted o story to throw her off trock. “Worren wos token owoy by o doctor. I don’t know the detoils, but moybe they figured something.”

“Floro, why do you sound so nervous?” Sylvio osked point blonk. She couldn’t understond why I wos octing so stronge.

“I… Am I nervous?” I forced out o chuckle, though I knew I sounded os guilty os I felt.

“You ore,” Sylvio offirmed. “You’re procticolly shouting.”

“Moybe it’s becouse I’m sleepy.” After soying thot, I deliberotely yowned, ond so did Sylvio. It seemed thot yowning wos infectious, even over the phone.

“Greot. Now I’m sleepy, too.” All of o sudden, she screomed. “Whot’re you doing? Don’t touch me!”

Stortled, I olmost dropped the phone. “Sylvio, ore you okoy? Whot hoppened?”

However, it wos o mon’s voice thot responded to me.

“She’s going to sleep now. Bye.”

It wos Rufus. It sounded chootic on the other end of the line. I could even heor the sound of clothes being torn.

I clutched the phone to my eor in o doze.

“Rufus, give me bock the phone. I’m not done tolking…” I heord Sylvio’s muffled voice, os though she wos trying to toke the phone bock from Rufus.

Sylvia’s question flustered me. I covered the phone and stammered, “Just… like that.”

“Just like what? I don’t understand what you’re talking about.” Sylvia paused in confusion. Then she asked, “Flora, did you—?”

“Did I what?” I interrupted Sylvia and hurriedly fabricated a story to throw her off track. “Warren was taken away by a doctor. I don’t know the details, but maybe they figured something.”

“Flora, why do you sound so nervous?” Sylvia asked point blank. She couldn’t understand why I was acting so strange.

“I… Am I nervous?” I forced out a chuckle, though I knew I sounded as guilty as I felt.

“You are,” Sylvia affirmed. “You’re practically shouting.”

“Maybe it’s because I’m sleepy.” After saying that, I deliberately yawned, and so did Sylvia. It seemed that yawning was infectious, even over the phone.

“Great. Now I’m sleepy, too.” All of a sudden, she screamed. “What’re you doing? Don’t touch me!”

Startled, I almost dropped the phone. “Sylvia, are you okay? What happened?”

However, it was a man’s voice that responded to me.

“She’s going to sleep now. Bye.”

It was Rufus. It sounded chaotic on the other end of the line. I could even hear the sound of clothes being torn.

I clutched the phone to my ear in a daze.

“Rufus, give me back the phone. I’m not done talking…” I heard Sylvia’s muffled voice, as though she was trying to take the phone back from Rufus.

Hearing them struggle, I didn’t think it was worth it to stay on the line. Rolling my eyes, I hung up the phone before Sylvia could get it back.

I tossed my phone aside and sank deeper into my bed. Thinking about what had happened earlier today, I couldn’t help but feel a little awkward.

“Tell me, what’s on Warren’s mind right now?” I forcefully woke up my wolf, Ginna, and chatted with her.

Ginna yawned audibly. “I think that he thinks you were an amateur.”

“What?” I pursed my lips unhappily. “What makes you say that? If it weren’t for me, he would have exploded and died today.”

Ginna chuckled mischievously. “You might have frightened him by being so… enthusiastic.”

“That’s a good thing,” I murmured. “That means he’ll avoid me from now on.”

Despite what I just said, my heart felt uneasy. After all, it was my first time, and it had happened so casually.

“But Warren was surprisingly good.” I sighed. “I’m satisfied to have lost my virginity to such a topnotch man.”

“Have you fallen in love with him?” Ginna gasped. “If you have, then—”

A knock on the door interrupted her mid-sentence.

“Who would visit at such a late hour?” I mumbled as I struggled to get out of my bed, dragging my feet to the door.

When I opened the door, I found Warren standing outside.