Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince
Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince Chapter 99

Warren’s POV:

As a well-educated werewolf, I accepted the challenge but didn’t want to hurt a she-wolf in any way, so I restrained my strength in every move, thinking I would be able to subdue Sylvia in no time without using my full ability.

However, I was soon in a disadvantageous position. Therefore, I no longer hesitated to attack Sylvia.

Sylvia quickly dodged my attack and punched me again. Before I could react, her fist brushed past my nose as a rush of wind hit my face with full force.

I felt a surge of adrenaline. I felt thrilled to fight with such a strong opponent. It was surprising to see Sylvia fight with such ferocity. Her progress was beyond my imagination.

Who would have thought that my opponent, whom I had once defeated, would suppress me in just a few days?

Sylvia pinned me to the ground with a backhand attack and stopped all of a sudden. She stood tall and glared at me. Her aura frightened me; I shuddered as I had an inexplicable urge to surrender.

“What happened? Why did you stop?” I withdrew my hands awkwardly. Her sharp gaze disturbed me.

Her eyes looked inexplicably familiar to me. I have watched Alpha Leonard return with pride gleaming in his eyes every time he returned after a victory.

Alpha Leonard was an admirable leader. As a hero of his generation, his glories and achievements couldn’t be erased from history. I have always admired his majestic demeanor and promised myself to become a brave werewolf like him one day. That was why I pledged to become a knight for his daughter, Alina.

However, seeing the same domineering aura in a slave surprised me. For a moment, I thought I had lost my mind.

“One more time.” I brushed the thoughts away and challenged Sylvia again.

However, Sylvia shook her head, shrugging indifferently. “Boring.”

I stood up sulkily, not knowing what to do.

I didn’t know how to face Sylvia now. Perhaps it was because of the imposing manner that reminded me of Alpha Leonard. Besides my father, Alpha Leonard was the only one who had been extremely strict to me. Every time I made a mistake when I was a little boy, Alpha Leonard would always lash my buttocks with a bamboo whip.

The mere memory sent a shiver down my spine. My bum tightened on their own accord.

“I know you are Alina’s knight.”

I was surprised to hear that. ‘She knew it?’ But before I could ask, Sylvia continued, “I really appreciate your strength. I once thought you were a righteous werewolf, and I could be friends with you, but that seems unnecessary now. Warren, I don’t want to meet you or talk to you ever again unless during competitions because that’s unavoidable.” I was embarrassed to hear Sylvia’s ruthless words.

“Actually, I…” I wanted to explain, but what could I possibly tell her? Therefore, I stopped talking.

Sylvia lost her patience. “You’re right. It’s not appropriate for someone like me, with a humble identity, to take part in such grand occasions. Don’t worry. I won’t go to the ball.”

With that, Sylvia turned around and stormed off. My heart sank as I watched her leave. Although I had achieved my goal, it made me uncomfortable.

Sylvia didn’t blame me even though I injured her leg on purpose last time. She even tried defending me so that people wouldn’t blame me. The more I thought about it, the more ashamed I felt.

Judging from Sylvia’s firm decision, I thought she loathed me now.

Anger and frustration resided in the pit of my stomach. I had only been annoyed and upset ever since I came to the capital.