Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

 Leonard's POV: 

Martin couldn't help but burst into giggles.

Then he raised his eyebrows at Owen, his eyes flashing viciously.

"What an excellent child you have.He would never do such a thing, you say?" Owen's face immediately darkened.

"Warren! What the hell do you think you're doing?"

"He's doing something excellent of course!" Martin cried, trying hard to stifle his laughter.But his body betrayed him, trembling like a leaf in silent giggles.

"Compared to my child, your son is absolutely amazing."

The hall was in such chaotic noise that my head started to pound.I pressed my fingers against my temples helplessly.

How could these two grown-up male wolves be more noisy than teenaged she-wolves?

 "Warren, come here right this instant!"

Owen growled at his son.

But Warren, who had always been respectful and obedient towards his father, didn't listen to him this time.

Well, well, well.

I raised my eyebrows curiously.

just kept getting more

"Warren!"

that his face turned as red

a moment, as though he

didn't turn his head to look

walked

is not the kind of person you've painted her to be.She's not frivolous, nor is she evil.Her kindness and sense of justice are obvious to all.If you have any prejudice against her background,

clear voice

complete loss for words, was expressionless once

his straight face

this, clapping his

was more concerned with

Even Warren chimed in.I had

proud

ranking in society

this moment, not only did he speak for a slave, but it seemed he was also very close to an

out his hand

of tacit understanding hinted that the two were in fact

a girlfriend? Congratulations! You're going to

glee, rubbing salt

thought your son's type was cute and

My son is a picky man.He

Owen glared at him.

girlfriend.And the reason is as plain as day.He's imprudent and immature; it's no wonder no she-wolf likes