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

was cursing at

it! I'm teaching him a lesson when

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

to pull at the remaining strands, he would probably go

had half a mind to stop him, but on second thought, I figured it wouldn't be a good

Martin was a hot-tempered

him vent his anger here and now, it would only be a matter of time before he exploded in the future.I had known

hadn't changed at all over the

out his son grew up to be as imprudent as

was standing next to me, dropped his poker face and

expressionless,

the few

been at odds since as far as I

the military school together,

been cold and arrogant, couldn't ever seem to stay

himself losing against Owen, he would initiate

only bought

two would always resume

the history between

they ever hold a decent conversation without exploding at

enough, now that Martin was at a loss, Owen couldn't help but sneer after keeping silent for a

have.Not only is he brash, he's also prone to

a serious