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.

scene unfolding before me just kept getting more and

"Warren!"

that his face turned

as though he had

didn't turn his head

he walked resolutely

sense of justice are obvious to all.If you have any prejudice against her background, you should know that

voice resounded throughout the

a complete loss for words, was

his straight face was purple

this, clapping his

concerned with the

speak on behalf of a slave? Even Warren chimed in.I had

a proud man

in society should be strictly divided

this moment, not only did he speak for a slave, but

hand to comfort the she-wolf

of tacit understanding hinted that

my God! Your son has a girlfriend? Congratulations! You're going to be a grandfather

glee, rubbing salt into Owen's

son's type was cute and

the hell are you talking about? My son is

Owen glared at him.

he's way better than your son.Harry has never had a girlfriend.And the reason is as plain