Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince Chapter 670
Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince
Sylviaâs POV:
It would be great if Warren could inherit the position of an Alpha. He had been with Leonard ever since he was a child, and to a certain extent, Leonard had already regarded Warren as his own son.
As for what Leonard was worried about, I had a vague idea of what he meant.
He was worried that Warren would attach too much importance to his friends and family. I thought the same. Leonard sighed. âWarren is stubborn. Pedantic, even. He had adored me ever since he was a child, and he cherished Alina a lot. Owen had always thought that Warren liked Alina, but I donât think he does. He would lose sight of who he is in front of her and unconditionally obey her orders. He wouldnât behave like that if he really loved her.â
Deep down, I agreed. Warren was more like Alinaâs guardian. Love wasnât that simple.
If Warren was in love, he would be possessive and perhaps would sometimes want to control Alina as well. He wouldnât be so obed*ient all the time.
âI think theyâre more like siblings,â I said.
Warren and Alina grew up together, and in a traditional sense, they were childhood sweethearts. If they didnât have romantic feelings for each other, then it could only be family affection that bonded them together.
Since Alina had gone to the imperial city and focus on marrying a prince, their relationship withered. What they had been through before had become the past. They had to live their own lives now.
I believed that Warren came back to Alinaâs wedding simply because they were from the same pack. There was nothing going on between them anymore.
Leonard nodded in agreement with my comment. âYouâre right. Warrenâs feelings for Alina are more like brotherly affection than love. Iâm glad he found his true love. I instantly noticed that he was possessive and overprotective towards that she-wolf. Itâs obvious that heâs deeply in love. The way he treats that she-wolf is just like how Rufus treats you.â
Leonard burst into laughter after saying that. My cheeks flushed in embarrassment as I held Rufusâ hand. Indeed, Rufus could be overbearing sometimes, but I enjoyed his company. Perhaps this was the magic of love.
âWhat Iâm trying to say is, even if Warren didnât love Alina, he admired and respected her. He would even be indecisive in front of her. Maybe thatâs just because he was used to it. Ever since they were children, he had always been taking care of her anyway. Once, I thought about leaving Alina in the pack so she and Warren could support each other and manage the pack together as if they were real siblings. But when Alina went to the imperial city, I gave up on that idea. Iâve thought of countless ways, but there was only one decision that made me feel at ease.â
Leonard waved his hand. âIf Alina stays in the pack, sheâll no doubt interfere with Warrenâs power to rule. I donât want that to happen. I will never allow any internal strife to happen in my pack. Both of them are my beloved children, and I love them with all my heart. Therefore, I figured the best way is to let them live their own lives, far away from each other.â
With that said, the best choice was to let Alina marry into another pack.
Even if Warren could be an Alpha in the near future, Alina was the daughter of the former Alpha, so interfering with political affairs was inevitable for her. Leonard was afraid of the possibility that there might be conflicts if they didnât get along with each other.
âIâll only feel relieved after Alina gets married.â Leonard heaved a long sigh of relief. Then, he took me and Rufus to the center of the city, telling us that he wanted us to taste the local food.
Although Leonard was an Alpha, he was quite close to the civilians. They werenât fearful of him. They would always stop to greet him and show him the highest amount of respect. They even became a lot more enthusiastic when they heard that Prince Rufus had arrived.
It didnât take long before me and Rufusâ hands were full of gifts, which also included food and flowers. Leonard gave up on continuing to show us around because more and more people were coming to greet us. He simply decided that we would go back to the welcome banquet.
Just as we were about to get inside the car, a person wearing a black cloak flashed through the crowd. I saw that black cloak before. That was exactly what Noreen wore in the stone chamber!
Immediately after that realization, my thoughts shifted to the letter that Noreen gave me. I didnât hesitate even for a single moment and ran after that person.