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 more

"Warren!"

so anxious that his face turned as red as

moment, as though he had

he didn't turn his

he walked resolutely towards

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 strive hard to

voice

complete loss for words, was expressionless once

straight face was purple from

delighted at this, clapping his

concerned with the

slave? Even Warren chimed in.I had

was a proud

his eyes, ranking in society should

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

even observed him reach out his hand to comfort the

kind of tacit understanding hinted that the two were in fact

girlfriend? Congratulations!

added with glee, rubbing salt

never would've thought your son's type was cute and lively

hell are you talking about? My son is a picky man.He

Owen glared at him.

never had a girlfriend.And the reason is as plain as day.He's imprudent and immature; it's