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.

before me just kept getting

"Warren!"

was so anxious that his face turned as red as a

moment, as though he had finally heard his father's

turn his head

he walked resolutely towards

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

solemn and clear voice

complete loss for words, was

straight face

was delighted at this, clapping his hands

more concerned with the scene in front

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

a proud

eyes, ranking in society should be strictly

for a slave, but it seemed he was also very close

hand to comfort

that the two were in

a girlfriend? Congratulations! You're going to be a grandfather

with glee, rubbing

thought your son's type was cute and

are you talking about? My son is a picky

Owen glared at him.

has never had a girlfriend.And the reason is as plain as day.He's imprudent and immature; it's no wonder no