Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince Chapter 63
Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince
Sylviaâs POV:
I looked up in surprise and quickly took out the piece of cloth from the cloth bag. I gave it to Flora.
On the piece of cloth, there was an intricate pattern sewn with gold threads. Before my mother died, she shoved this thing into my hand and asked me to find my father. Although she didnât get the chance to tell me anything more, I thought this pattern must have something to do with my father.
I stared at Flora with anticipation, trying to find clues in her brooding face.
She took the piece of cloth from me and looked at it carefully. âThis should be the badge of our pack.â
âReally?â Her words made me feel so excited. Finally, I got a clue about my father.
âBut itâs a style that was used a long time ago. Itâs not being used now. Since sewing this pattern was too cumbersome and time-consuming, a simplified version was designed later.â After saying this, Flora took out her clothes and showed them to me.
Sure enough, the pattern on her clothes was simpler. But it could be seen at a glance that the core of the two patterns was the same.
Although the clues were vague, at least they showed that my father might be a member of her pack. I took Floraâs clothes and compared them with my piece of cloth carefully. I wasnât only surprised but also nervous. I didnât know what kind of werewolf my father was. I wasnât even sure if he would be happy if he knew my existence. Or would he loathe me if he found out that I used to be a slave?
âHow did you have this?â Flora asked curiously, tilting her head.
I was about to answer her question, but Yana stopped me.
âDonât tell her, dear. Itâs better to be cautious about this matter. Youâve just met Flora, and you donât know her that much yet. What if she canât be trusted? What if she divulges your secret and someone takes advantage of it?â
Yana was right. I was just too anxious.
So I pretended that it was nothing important and returned Floraâs clothes to her. âIâm just a little curious. I only find this pattern very beautiful, so I keep it. But I donât know where it came from. Thank you for telling me.â
âOh, thatâs fine.â Flora waved her hand, folded the clothes, and put them back into her closet. âYou can ask me anything about my pack in the future. Iâm willing to answer all your questions.â
She was an enthusiastic and energetic she-wolf who seemed to have an inexhaustible amount of energy. At this moment, she rushed to my table and said, âCome on, try this specialty I brought.â
As she spoke, she quickly opened the package, and I saw a stack of brown-red meat inside. I picked up one piece and smelled it. It seemed very delicious.
âWhatâs this?â I asked curiously.
âEat it first. Then Iâll tell you what it is.â Floraâs eyes lit up. It was as if she was trying her best to sell her specialty.
I couldnât resist her enthusiasm, so I took a small bite. It tasted salty and chewy at the same time.
âHmm⦠Itâs yummy!â I was shocked. I didnât expect that such this ordinary-looking meat could taste so good. I ate up the finger-sized meat in one breath and couldnât help taking another one.
âCan I also share this with my friends?â I thought that Harry and Blair would like it too. But as for Rufus, I wasnât sure. After all, he looked very picky.
âYes, of course! I canât wait for you to do that. Maybe you can help me with the promotion so that the rat jerky of my family will be totally salable.â Flora was so excited that she grabbed my hands and yelled.
âWait⦠What did you just say?â I asked. My mind went blank for a moment.
âRat jerky. Itâs the specialty of our pack,â Flora said with a grin. It seemed that she didnât even notice anything unusual in my reaction.
As soon as she finished her words, I immediately dropped the meat and ran straight to the bathroom.
I only came out after half an hour. I vomited so hard that my eyes turned red. Enduring the nausea in my stomach, I took the candy from Flora and stuffed it directly into my mouth. Fortunately, the fruity fragrance temporarily suppressed the meaty taste in my mouth.
âSylvia, Iâm so sorry. I didnât know you were afraid of rats,â Flora said guiltily. She gripped the hem of her shirt and frowned.
I shook my head. âItâs not your fault. Weâve just met each other, so I donât expect you to know it.â
I had been afraid of rats since I was a child. And Cherry used to put dead rats on my bed, so my fear had deepened.
Flora and I then went to the canteen to find something to eat. But we were late, so there was no food left.
âWhy donât we just go out to eat?â Flora suggested, rubbing her hungry stomach.
I looked up at the high crescent moon and stars in the sky outside. I hesitated for a moment. But when I saw that Flora was weak because of hunger, I finally agreed to her suggestion.
But as soon as we reached the gate, we were stopped by the guards.
âHavenât you read the studentsâ code of conduct? No one is allowed to go out of the academy after nine oâclock in the evening. Someone will go to the dormitories to check on you. If they find out that youâre missing, your points will be deducted.â
I quickly looked up at the clock tower in the distance. There were only five minutes left before the roll call.