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

"Warren!"

was so anxious that his face turned as

he had finally heard his father's voice

turn his head to look

walked resolutely towards

have any prejudice against

voice

loss for words, was expressionless

his straight face

this, clapping his

more concerned with the scene

excellent children all speak on behalf of a slave? Even Warren chimed in.I had watched that boy grow up and I knew him very

was a proud man by

eyes, ranking in society should be strictly divided

only did he speak for a slave, but it seemed he was also very

out his hand to comfort the she-wolf

hinted that the two were

Your son has a girlfriend? Congratulations!

glee, rubbing salt into

your son's type was cute and lively

are you talking about? My son is

Owen glared at him.

had a girlfriend.And the reason is as plain as day.He's imprudent and