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.

me just kept getting

"Warren!"

his face

for a moment, as though he had finally heard his

he didn't turn his head

walked

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

clear voice resounded

for words,

his straight face was purple

this,

concerned with

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

a proud

his eyes, ranking in society should be strictly

for a slave, but it seemed he was

observed him reach out his hand to comfort the

of tacit understanding hinted that the two were

a girlfriend? Congratulations! You're going to be

rubbing

son's

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

Owen glared at him.

way better than your son.Harry has never had a girlfriend.And the reason is as plain as day.He's imprudent and immature; it's no