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

"Warren!"

face

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

didn't turn his

walked

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 where he or she came from.The only thing we can do is to strive hard to take

voice resounded throughout the

at a complete loss for words, was expressionless

face

at this,

more concerned with

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

proud man by

in society

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

hand to comfort the she-wolf when

tacit understanding hinted that the

son has a girlfriend?

added with glee, rubbing

thought your son's type

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

Owen glared at him.

never had a girlfriend.And the reason is as plain as