The Lycan King's Fate Calling novel Chapter 213

Sylvia's POV:

By the time I arrived at school, it was dinner time and many students were walking along the sidewalk. Most of them were in groups, talking and laughing, but when I passed by them, they would suddenly fall silent and turn to whisper with their companions.

The last time I was here, things weren't this weird. Today, it was clear that everyone was looking at me in a strange way.

I couldn't help but become self-conscious and glanced down at the clothes I was wearing—a fashionable coat and jeans that Rufus picked out for me. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary.

I touched my face carefully. My skin felt normal, so there should be nothing on it.

Confused, I made my way back to my dormitory with my head down. Before I opened the door, I overheard Flora inside, talking on the phone agitatedly. It sounded like she was quarreling with someone. I distinctly heard her ask whoever was on the other end of the line to "delete the post".

When I opened the door, I saw Flora hang up the phone in a hurry.

"What happened? Did you fight with someone? It sounded intense," I asked lightheartedly.

Flora walked over and greeted me with a wry smile. "No, it was nothing. I was just testing my volume." '"Testing your volume'?" I was even more confused. I looked at her playfully and teased, "Girl, I could hear you talking on the phone inside this room from a mile away."

"Wait, did you actually hear me?" Flora's eyes widened anxiously. "How much did you hear?"

I couldn't help but burst into laughter. "I was just kidding. I didn't hear much. I just heard you say something like 'delete the post'. What post?" "It's nothing." Flora put her hands together, rubbed her palms vigorously, and burst into dry laughter. I knew Flora. Whenever she felt embarrassed, she would laugh dryly.

I squinted at her in suspicion. "What are you hiding from me?"

"Nothing. What do I have to hide?" Flora's eyes wandered. She walked to the table, picked up a piece of bread that was lying on it, and took a huge bite. "Would you like some? It's good."

I stared at her incredulously.

She was acting weird. Not only were her words weird, but also her behavior.

Flora's hands trembled and she said feebly, "Quit staring at me and eat some of this bread."

I glanced at the table and saw a pink box sitting there. "Harry gave that to you? Only he would use such a pink lunch box."

Flora's eyes suddenly went as wide as saucers and she choked on the bread she was eating. She coughed and spat out the crumbs as though they were poison.

"Why are you so flustered?" I asked pointedly.