Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince
Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince Chapter 586

Sylvia’s POV:

After a moment’s silence, Warren nodded. “I see. Please take good care of Flora. If you need any help, don’t hesitate to call me.”

“I will,” I agreed.

I felt bad to see Warren look upset.

But I had no right to interfere in the relationship between Flora and Warren.

Although Warren was also my friend, Flora was my best friend. If the two got into a fight, I would blindly take Flora’s side.

Judging from Flora’s anger, I understood Warren must have made a grave mistake. Otherwise, Flora wouldn’t treat him this way.

Flora was someone who would vent out her anger right then and there and forget all about it the next day.

Warren must have made an unforgivable mistake that Flora couldn’t forgive and forget.

Warren didn’t say anything more and left dejectedly.

“All right. I’ll also go back and join the team. Call me if you need any help.”

With that, Harry also left.

Flora didn’t need anyone to accompany her for the time being. She needed to rest. Therefore, I took Omar to the doctor and briefly explained the situation to him before going back.

When we arrived at the residence, I told Omar about what had happened to Flora.

“She is still a girl. But she is going to be a mother soon.” I sat on the sofa and sighed.

Omar squatted beside me and tried comforting me by nudging its head against me.

I buried my head in its thick hair and took a deep sniff. Its unique scent seemed to instantly lift my mood.

Omar put its paw on my shoulder and patted me.

I raised my head and kissed the wolf’s ear. I was no longer angry. But Rufus’ wolf was adorable, and I wanted him to maintain his wolf form longer.

Omar whimpered and signaled me to stand up.

I sat down and looked at it in confusion.

It bent forward with its forelimbs and stretched its body.

Then Omar howled loudly, blinking its beautiful eyes.

“What? Do you want me to give you a massage?” I asked, rubbing Omar’s back.

As expected, Omar swung its tail, seeming to enjoy it.

Then it raised up its head, bit my clothes, and gestured for me to lie down with it.

I lay down and wrapped my arm around Omar, resting my head against its neck. Its soft fur gave me a sense of security.

Omar wrapped its arms around my shoulders protectively.

We didn’t talk to each other anymore. The atmosphere was quiet and cozy.

Gradually, I fell asleep in Omar’s arms.

I didn’t know how long I had slept. I woke up to feeling something cold against my face. I soon realized Omar was licking me.

I scratched my face and mumbled, “Omar, stop! I want to sleep a little longer. I’m sleepy.”

After a while, Omar began to nudge me again.

Finally, I woke up. In a daze, I opened my eyes and looked at the window. It was still dark outside, and I heard the faint patter of the rain.

I took out my phone and checked the time. It was only four in the morning.

I looked at Omar and touched its head. “Stop making trouble and go back to sleep.”

Then, I closed my eyes again.

Unexpectedly, Omar got anxious and kept nudging my arm.

“It’s still early. Let’s sleep longer,” I mumbled. I was so sleepy that I couldn’t even open my eyes.

However, Omar refused to let go of me. It put its nose against my ear and blew in it.

I was a little confused. Omar was always obedient to me. I couldn’t understand why it was acting strange now.