Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince Chapter 607
Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince
Joannaâs POV:
My stupid mate had been acting strange ever since he saw my wolf form.
He used to avoid me all the time but was pestering me now.
Something seemed wrong.
Harryâs enthusiasm made me uncomfortable. I wanted to stay away from him, but he was stalking me everywhere without leaving my side even for a minute.
I sat in the vehicle and closed my eyes to rest. Harry was murmuring the entire time. After a while, he fell silent.
I waited for him to speak again, but he didnât. I wasnât accustomed to his silence yet, so after a momentâs thought, I asked, âWhy did you speak for me?â
âI promised your secretâs safe with me. Donât worry. I will keep my word,â Harry whispered reassuringly.
I opened my eyes and glanced at him. His face broke into an ecstatic grin.
Then, he took out a phone from his pocket. âYou left it in the cave just now. Fortunately, I found it.â
Only then did I realize it was indeed my phone.
Iâm not social, so I seldom interacted with people or used my phone. Sometimes, it would stay in my pocket the entire day.
I took the phone and thanked him.
âYouâre welcome. Itâs my pleasure,â Harry whispered. He didnât dare to look at me. He was playing with his fingers to hide his shyness. After a while, he suddenly leaned closer to me and said, âSo, we are matesâ¦â
âHuh? So what?â
âWhat are you trying to say?â I asked in surprise.
âItâs⦠itâs just⦠Donât you think itâs amazing that we are mates?â Harry blinked and looked at me with expectant eyes.
Although he sounded normal, I felt weird.
I couldnât understand why he was shy all of a sudden.
I didnât know what to say, and I didnât want him to take it to his heart. In the end I simply said, âForget about the mate bond. Itâs no big deal.â
As if he didnât hear what I said, Harry continued, âWhy couldnât I smell your scent as my mate when you were in your human form? I could spot your scent only when you turned into your wolf form.â
âThe witchcraft seal that conceal my scent wonât work when Iâm in the form of a wolf,â I explained tersely.
âWhy is there a witchcraft seal on you?â Harry asked.
I didnât want to disclose too much information, so I snapped coldly, âItâs none of your business.â
Whenever I was rude toward Harry, he would usually get angry and curse me. Therefore, I was mentally prepared for it.
But unexpectedly, Harry didnât get angry this time. Instead, he looked at me shyly. âHow can it not be my business? We are mates.â
I was taken aback and didnât know what to say.
âSo, you must have known Iâm your mate for a long time,â
he continued. âThen why didnât you tell meâ¦â
Harryâs coyness made my scalp tingle.
I took a deep breath and wanted to warn him.
Just then, his face turned beet red.
âGeez, is he finally going to scream at me?â I guessed he would start reprimanding me for being mean.
But it didnât matter. He was harmless even when he got angry.
I closed my eyes, waiting for him to scold me.
But, to my surprise, Harry looked at me and asked, âWhat did you mean by âhaving an idiot mateâ? Were you referring to me?â