The Lycan King's Fate Calling novel Chapter 440

Flora's POV:

The forceful water current came straight at me, giving me no time to react.

When it propelled me away, I felt as though I was pulled into a familiar yet strange embrace. I sensed it was Warren, but didn't dare open my eyes and confirm it.

As I held my breath, I could feel the water clogging my lungs and ears.

The embrace enveloped me in a sense of security. One big hand on my waist held me tightly in place, and my head was protected by the owner of the embrace.

We were swept and tossed in every direction by the water current.

I was feeling uncomfortable from holding my breath. I involuntarily grabbed his clothes, wanting to borrow some strength from him.

The sewer had a winding trajectory, and the space between the walls was narrow. Every time we passed by a vent, I could hear the shrieking wind.

But I was in no state to dwell on it, because at this moment I was so distressed that I thought I was going to die.

I had once fallen into a river when I had been playing outside as a child. As a result, I still had a phobia of deep water. Whenever swimming training was scheduled, I would do my best to avoid it.

My face began to contort from the prolonged suffocation. I stuck my head out of the water to pull in a breath, but a wave suddenly crashed into me, making me choke.

Before I could collect my bearings, another wave surged into me.

My legs flailed and I struggled to breathe. I could feel my head spinning from the lack of oxygen.

A pair of soft lips pressed into mine at this moment.

I couldn't focus on anything else. I greedily sucked the air from him.

Finally, the swirling current subsided and the water level dropped. Now it only reached up to my chest.

When I opened my eyes, I was greeted with Warren's magnified face, and our lips were fused together.

My face was burning and I pushed him away hurriedly. This made me lose my balance and I stumbled backward.

"Watch out!" Warren grabbed my hand and pulled me forward. My forehead bumped into his chest.

A groan of pain escaped his lips. I didn't know what to do, so I tried to push him away again.

Warren held on tightly. In a low forbidding voice, he said, "Stop moving, Flora."

I was stunned for a moment, then noticed that the water in front of his chest was tinged with a faintly red hue.

"Are you injured?" I was shocked and flustered. I hastily checked his chest.