Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Leonard's POV:

 I eyed the slave warily.

Once upon a time, I was betrayed by a slave in my pack.It was in the middle of a war.

My pack had spent days preparing for this battle.

But on the night before we set out, a slave had snuck out and leaked our strategy to the enemy.

They then trapped us in a valley and started a fire.

The fire ravaged for a whole day, and the smell of scorched flesh never left my nose.

I was lucky enough to survive that horrific night, but I didn't come out unscathed.

Ever since then, the condition of my body had just kept deteriorating.

I could do nothing but watch as my strength and power slowly degraded.

This was why I hated traitorous slaves.

Unfortunately for this Sylvia, she wasn't only the daughter of a traitor, but also a slave.

The fierce stubbornness on her face irritated me even more.

But what I couldn't understand was why the two kids insisted on protecting this slave—one of which was even the sole son of the Sunset Pack's Alpha Martin.

Martin's

at his

teaching him a lesson when I get

his hair madly.I couldn't bear to watch this since the hair on his head

remaining strands, he would probably

him, but on second thought, I figured it wouldn't be a good

all, Martin was

a matter of time before he exploded in the future.I had known Martin ever

at all over the

his son grew up to be as

the hall, Beta Owen, who was standing next to me, dropped his poker face and smiled smugly.I could tell

usually expressionless, unbothered

one of the few

odds since as far as

they went to the military school together, they often got into

arrogant, couldn't ever seem

Martin would find himself losing against Owen, he would initiate a

only bought

always

the history between Alpha Martin

decent conversation

couldn't

brash, he's also prone to making mistakes," Owen said in a

like a serious and