Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince
Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince Chapter 666

Warren’s POV:

I was shocked when I heard my father’s announcement. I hadn’t expected him to invite Flora’s parents over so soon. I thought it would at least take a while before we finally met.

However, shortly after my father gave us this news, a subordinate came to inform us that Flora’s parents had already arrived.

I was suddenly overwhelmed with nerves. This had happened so fast that I hadn’t got a chance to prepare myself. I began to fret that Flora’s parents wouldn’t accept me. After all, I had knocked their beloved daughter up before we could get married.

I didn’t know her father’s nature. If he truly wanted to beat me up, I was willing to bear the pain. I was going to marry their daughter regardless of their consent. Receiving a few punches from him wasn’t that big a deal.

My father, who was walking beside me, curled his lips up with a sneer. “Don’t be scared, son. You still have me with you. I have already made excellent arrangements.” “I’m not scared…”

“You’re not scared, huh? Look at the way you’re dragging your feet.”

He gave me a pointed look as he said this. I quickly got my emotions under control and put on a calm facade. Fortunately, Flora quickly walked past me and didn’t notice my embarrassment.

“Be a man.” My stony-faced father snorted coldly and couldn’t stand my behavior anymore.

I followed Flora and heard a middle-aged she-wolf laugh in the distance.

Flora was surprised. She quickened her pace and rushed in the direction of the sound, embracing an amiable she -wolf.

“Mom! I missed you so much!”

“Oh, come here. Let me see you. You look prettier than before, my sweetheart!” The she-wolf wrapped her arms around Flora and kept calling her sweetheart.

She was Flora’s mother, Hulda. She had an approachable personality and shared Flora’s looks. Her face was a little round, and she was dressed in a beige shirt and cotton pants. She was lively and had an exuberant laugh.

The slightly plump male werewolf standing behind them must be Flora’s father, Aitrs. He had a tender expression and his lips were curved up into a smile. Judging from his appearance, he was probably a handsome man when he was young.

Now that I was meeting Flora’s parents, I finally knew why she was such a vibrant and optimistic woman.

All the people around her showered her with love, so even the deepest corners of her heart were bright and warm.

I walked up to greet them one by one.

Hulda’s smile vanished and her eyes swept over me warily. My stomach clenched with uneasiness. Flora’s mother seemed to be dissatisfied with my appearance. What should I do? If I had known about this earlier, I would have gone and got a haircut. Maybe that would have made me look more animated and presentable.

I was racking my brains to come up with a solution. Hulda abruptly burst into laughter.

“Hey, Warren.”

I was so excited by this turn of events that I blurted out, “Hey, Mom.”

I didn’t realize what had popped out of my mouth until I finished speaking. I colored with mortification. Hulda was so happy that she asked me questions in rapid succession. “When did you get into a relationship with Flora?”

“Several months ago,” my father chimed in happily. It was the day we had made the fake announcement of our relationship.

“Oh, it’s been that long!” Hulda patted her thigh in excitement and pulled her daughter closer to her. “My little girl, you have won over your Prince Charming. Why didn’t you give me this good news sooner?”

Flora’s face was as red as a shrimp. She quickly put her fingers over Hulda’s mouth and pleaded, “Mom, please don’t talk nonsense. You are spilling my secrets!”

“It’s true. You still have all those posters of Warren…” Hulda looked at Flora, confused, i

“No, I don’t. That was in the past…”

“But those posters are still up in your room.” “Hush! Mom, stop it.”

I listened to the whispered exchange between Hulda and Flora with my ears perked up. My heart was soaring with joy. It sounded like Flora already had a crush on me, but she just refused to admit it.

I happily accepted the local specialties my parents-in- law had brought from their business trip, after which we returned to the palace to discuss the wedding.

On our way back, Alina’s maid came and asked me to meet Alina. I was not in the mood to deal with her. A moment later, my mother-in-law called me, diverting my attention.

“I’m not available today. Tell her that I’ll come to see her tomorrow.” I hurriedly gave this message and went to entertain my parents-in-law.