Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince
Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince Chapter 440

Flora’s POV:

The forceful water current came straight at me, giving me no time to react.

When it propelled me away, I felt as though I was pulled into a familiar yet strange embrace. I sensed it was Warren, but didn’t dare open my eyes and confirm it.

As I held my breath, I could feel the water clogging my lungs and ears.

The embrace enveloped me in a sense of security. One big hand on my waist held me tightly in place, and my head was protected by the owner of the embrace.

We were swept and tossed in every direction by the water current.

I was feeling uncomfortable from holding my breath. I involuntarily grabbed his clothes, wanting to borrow some strength from him.

The sewer had a winding trajectory, and the space between the walls was narrow. Every time we passed by a vent, I could hear the shrieking wind.

But I was in no state to dwell on it, because at this moment I was so distressed that I thought I was going to die.

I had once fallen into a river when I had been playing outside as a child. As a result, I still had a phobia of deep water. Whenever swimming training was scheduled, I would do my best to avoid it.

My face began to contort from the prolonged suffocation. I stuck my head out of the water to pull in a breath, but a wave suddenly crashed into me, making me choke.

Before I could collect my bearings, another wave surged into me.

My legs flailed and I struggled to breathe. I could feel my head spinning from the lack of oxygen.

A pair of soft lips pressed into mine at this moment.

I couldn’t focus on anything else. I greedily sucked the air from him.

Finally, the swirling current subsided and the water level dropped. Now it only reached up to my chest.

When I opened my eyes, I was greeted with Warren’s magnified face, and our lips were fused together.

My face was burning and I pushed him away hurriedly. This made me lose my balance and I stumbled backward.

“Watch out!” Warren grabbed my hand and pulled me forward. My forehead bumped into his chest.

A g***n of pain escaped his lips. I didn’t know what to do, so I tried to push him away again.

Warren held on tightly. In a low forbidding voice, he said, “Stop moving, Flora.”

I was stunned for a moment, then noticed that the water in front of his chest was tinged with a faintly red hue.

“Are you injured?” I was shocked and flustered. I hastily checked his chest.

Warren looked down at his injury and said carelessly, “No, my old wound has reopened again. It’s not a big deal.”

It suddenly occurred to me that he had been hurt severely last time. His ribs had been fractured and one of them had almost pierced him in the heart.

When Warren had returned to the team, he had repeatedly assured the army that he had made a full recovery, so I didn’t question him any further.

It was now beginning to dawn on me that his wounds had not healed at all.

I instantly lost my temper and glowered fiercely at me. “Why did you rejoin the team before you recovered completely?! Why are you playing with your life? If you want to die, you should have informed me earlier. I wouldn’t have gone to the trouble of saving you back then.”

It had been very difficult for me to pull him back from the jaws of death, but here he was ruining his health like this.

The more I thought about it, the more furious I became. I took a big step back, wanting to put distance between us.

But Warren mirrored me and took a big step forward, drawing us closer.

I glared at him, too enraged to say anything at the moment.

He looked a little aggrieved. “Don’t be angry.”

“I’m not angry. We are not close to each other anymore. You can do whatever you like. It is none of my business even if you die,” I replied coldly.

Warren’s hair was still wet and his clothes were disheveled. But he looked sexier now.

As my mind flashed back to the k**s a few minutes back, my skin felt itchy.

I forced myself to look away.

A few seconds later, he called out my name with a sigh.

I didn’t respond. My mind was muddled. I just wanted to get out of this damned place as soon as possible.

“I’m not playing with my life,” Warren whispered. “I just didn’t want to stay away from you.”

Then he fell silent, and so did I.

I was the first one to run out of patience and break. I glared at him again. “Why did you stop speaking? Is that all you have to say?”

With a smile in his eyes, Warren said gently, “You broke up with me out of the blue. You even blocked me and posted a photo with another man on your social media. I thought if I didn’t chase after you, I wouldn’t get a chance.”

My heart was pounding wildly. Even though I was drenched in cold water, I still felt the temperature around me soar quickly. It took me several minutes to speak again. “A chance for what?”

Warren held my hand and whispered in my ear, “A chance to start over.”