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 kept getting more and

"Warren!"

so anxious that his face turned as

paused for a moment, as though he had finally heard his

turn his head to look

walked resolutely

the kind of person you've painted 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

and clear voice resounded throughout the

a complete loss for

face was purple

at this, clapping his

I was more concerned with the

these excellent children all speak on behalf of a slave? Even Warren chimed in.I had

proud man by

ranking in society should be

but it

out his hand to comfort

understanding hinted that the

my God! Your son has a girlfriend? Congratulations! You're

added with glee, rubbing salt into

would've thought your son's type

hell are you talking about? My son is a picky man.He would never settle for

Owen glared at him.

had a girlfriend.And the reason is as plain as day.He's imprudent and immature; it's no wonder no