Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince
Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince Chapter 69

Sylvia’s POV:

“He was absent during the morning exercise. I heard he asked for a leave,” Flora answered while eating.

“If we ask for a leave and the reason is not valid, we’ll be given punishment. If I heard correctly, he was told to run thirty laps today.” Harry took another forkful of pasta and shoved it in his mouth. He seemed to like this pasta a lot. In fact, he was on his third plate of pasta already.

“Well, was he the one who took the rooster? I heard that there was supposed to be a rooster at the school that crows every morning, but I didn’t hear anything today,” Flora thought out loud.

Harry choked on his food when he heard what Flora said, a string of pasta coming out of his nostril.

I froze up at the scene, trying my best not to laugh so as not to humiliate Harry’s fragile ego. If I burst out laughing, he would definitely never want to be with us again.

“Here, wipe it.” Embarrassed, Flora brought out some tissue paper and handed it to the poor guy.

Harry took the tissue in dejection. He looked as if he had coughed his brains out along with the pasta.

It was at this time that Warren also arrived at the canteen. Like me, there was no food left for him anymore.

Warren happened to pass by our table, and somehow I felt the urge to call him.

“Hey, we still have some food here. Do you want some?” I smiled, trying to hide how nervous I actually was.

Flora had saved more than enough for me, so I thought it wouldn’t hurt to share some with Warren. I wondered if he was going to accept my kindness.

Instead, Warren looked at me in disgust and scoffed. I lowered my head in shame and carried on eating, not saying another word to him.

Although the hateful attitude was nothing new to me at all, I had some hope that maybe Warren was different. I knew a lot of werewolves in this school didn’t like me, but I thought that Warren would be kinder, which was why I offered him my food. Obviously, I had thought wrong.

Surprisingly, Warren didn’t leave immediately after dismissing me. He turned to Flora and said, “You. You’re from the same pack as me, right?”

Flora seemed to be terrified by him, but she managed a little nod. She was probably wondering what he was about to say too.

“Why are you making friends with the slave? It’s going to bring shame to our pack, you know.” Warren’s voice was loud enough for a lot of people to hear.

Clearly, he was referring to me. The way he talked about me made me angry, but a part of me felt more disappointed. Because Warren always seemed to be alone, I thought he could be something else. It turned out that he was no different from all the other hateful werewolves around here.

Harry immediately dropped his fork and stood up. “What the hell are you talking about? Show some respect.”

“Slaves don’t deserve respect,” Warren spat, looking down at my food. “Only a poor and ill-mannered werewolf would think to offer her filthy leftovers to others.”

“Warren!” Harry did not hesitate to grab Warren by his collar. “If you’re so high up and arrogant, then prove it. Let’s fight, right here and now. I’ll teach you what respect means.”

Warren didn’t say a word, but his eyes were full of determination as he nodded, accepting the challenge.

I quickly got up and pulled Harry’s arm back. “Hey, forget it. There’s no use arguing with him. Besides, it’s against the rules to fight outside class time. Do you really want to get expelled?”

Only when I said this did Harry slowly withdraw his fists, but he did not break the intense eye contact with Warren.

“Pathetic.” After smoothing out his collar, Warren left.

Harry pulled his newly-dyed hair in frustration. “Ugh, I hate that I can’t teach that bastard his lesson right now!”

“Trust me, ruining your future just for a fight with that kind of werewolf is not worth it. Just let it go.” I patted Harry’s back to comfort him. Bullies like Warren were nothing new to me. I was practically immune from them already and I had come to the point where it was just unnecessary to care about it anymore.

I then turned to Flora and felt a little guilty for her. Flora was my roommate and good friend. I didn’t want her to be in a difficult situation because of me.

“Flora, I understand your situation. I remember you mentioned before that Warren has a high position in your pack. If you want, we can keep a distance from each other from now on.” I kept my voice low.

“What are you talking about, Sylvia?” Flora looked at me with confidence. “Even the Moon Goddess can’t stop me from caring about my friends. Don’t worry about me!”

I looked at Flora and Harry, moved. I was lucky to have them in my life.