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.

then, Martin's

cursing at his

a lesson

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

continued to pull at the remaining strands,

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

all, Martin was a hot-tempered

anger here and now, it would only be a matter of time before he exploded

at

out his son grew up to be as

into the hall, Beta Owen, who was standing next to me, dropped his poker face

usually expressionless,

of the few people who could

had been at odds since as far as I could

the military school

couldn't ever seem to stay

losing against Owen, he would initiate a compromise between

this only bought

always resume

history between Alpha Martin

a decent conversation

Martin was at a loss, Owen couldn't help but sneer after keeping

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

a serious and