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

"Warren!"

was so anxious that his face turned as red

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

turn his

walked resolutely towards

and sense of justice are obvious to all.If you have any prejudice against her background, you should know that no one can choose

voice resounded throughout

for words, was expressionless

face was purple from

at this, clapping

with

on behalf of a slave? Even Warren chimed in.I had watched

a proud man

society should be

not only did he speak for a slave, but it seemed

reach out his hand to comfort the she-wolf

that the two were

a girlfriend? Congratulations! You're

glee, rubbing salt into Owen's

thought your son's type was cute and

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

Owen glared at him.

better than your son.Harry has never had a girlfriend.And the reason is as