Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince
Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince Chapter 623

Sylvia’s POV:

I was stunned. Not understanding what Blair meant, I smiled at him awkwardly. “I was too weak at the time, so I suppose a loser like me indeed drew people’s attention easily.”

“No. It was because you had a unique temperament that people took notice of you,” Blair added.

I scratched the back of my head, not knowing what to say to Blair. “I guess you could say my weakness was unique, right?”

Amused, Blair suddenly burst into laughter. Then, he sighed and looked at me intently. “To be honest, if Rufus didn’t come to your rescue, I would’ve.”

“Oh, really? Thank you,” I said dryly, averting my gaze. I didn’t know why, but I couldn’t seem to look at him. Blair was acting so strange today.

“If I were the one who saved you back then, would you have paid more attention to me?” Blair pressed me further.

I looked up at him, stunned. What did he mean? I hesitated for a while and chose to pretend not to hear him.

“Maybe you would’ve fallen in love with me instead?” Blair chuckled. Although his tone sounded like he was joking, I didn’t think it was funny at all.

I coughed with embarrassment and decided to be honest. “I doubt it. Rufus and I are mates. We’re destined to be together.”

Hearing this, Blair’s expression darkened. “Is a mate bond so important? If Rufus wasn’t your mate, would you still have fallen in love with him?”

“Of course!” I said without thinking. I didn’t need to think. Rufus was the only man in my heart. No one could replace him. I would fall in love with him no matter what, even if he wasn’t my mate. This was fate and I couldn’t escape it.

Blair fell silent, staring at me with an unreadable expression.

I couldn’t stand being with such a weird Blair. I forced a laugh and said, “Oh, why would you say such a thing? Stop making fun of me.”

Blair broke into a smile again and patted me on the shoulder. “I was just kidding. You’re still as serious as before.”

Finally, I breathed a sigh of relief. My hands, which were clutching the potted plant tightly just now, finally relaxed. I frowned at him and said crossly, “You are still as naughty as before.”

Blair snorted and started walking.

I quickly followed him and added, “I might’ve saved you with the flower this time, but you were injured because of me in the first place, so I suppose we’re even now. Let bygones be bygones, and I hope we can get along with each other like before.”

Blair stopped and turned around to look at me. The smile on his face hadn’t changed, but there was something different about him. After sleeping for two months, he didn’t seem as bright as before.

Was it because his hair was longer? Blair’s hair reached his neck now and his tall figure looked thinner than before. In his loose shirt and baggy jeans, he kind of looked like a broody, wandering artist.

In a low voice, he said, “Okay… Just like before.”

I continued to poke fun at him. “Your hair is so long now. You should get a haircut. The royal guard captain can’t be so scruffy.”

Blair couldn’t help but chuckle. “Okay. I’ll have it cut when I get back.”

Soon, we arrived at Blair’s house. It was a quiet villa.

Just as I was about to say goodbye to him, I saw a tiny black bug crawling in Blair’s eye.