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

a lesson when I

couldn't bear to watch this since the hair on his

pull at the remaining strands, he would probably go bald

a mind to stop him, but on second

all, Martin was

only be a matter

hadn't changed at all over

up

Owen, who was standing next to me, dropped his poker face and smiled smugly.I could tell that he was

was usually expressionless, unbothered

the few people who could

odds since as

went to the military school together, they often

arrogant, couldn't ever seem to stay

himself losing against Owen, he would initiate

only

would always

history between Alpha Martin

ever hold a decent conversation without exploding at each

at a loss, Owen couldn't

is he brash, he's also prone to making mistakes,"

serious