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

though he had finally heard his

his head

walked

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, you should know that no one can choose where he or she came from.The only thing we can do is to

voice resounded throughout

at a complete loss for

his straight face was

this, clapping his

I was more concerned with the

a slave? Even Warren chimed in.I had watched that boy grow up and I knew him very

was a proud

his eyes, ranking in society should be strictly

did he speak for a slave, but it

his hand to comfort the she-wolf when she was

that the two were in

a girlfriend? Congratulations! You're

added with glee, rubbing salt into

son's type was cute

hell are you talking about? My son is

Owen glared at him.

your son.Harry has never had a girlfriend.And the reason is as plain as day.He's imprudent and immature;