Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Ethan's POV: 

Sylvia's performance left me speechless.

Even though I had secretly hoped that Sylvia would win, I never would've imagined that she'd actually do and even win by a landslide.

No matter how much talent one had, one couldn't possibly make such vast progress in so short a time.

And if my eyes didn't deceive me, the power she just used was definitely not that of an ordinary werewolf, but a lycan! My heart sank to my stomach.

It was clear that Sylvia was by no means just the daughter of an ordinary Beta.

Just then, Toby's father, George, started to protest vehemently.

"Foul! How can this be allowed? That damned slave nearly killed my son!"

"The judges already declared that no rule was broken.Your son could've admitted defeat sooner.But he didn't, so he had no choice but to keep on fighting."

Martin cast George a cold glance.

George's skinny body trembled like a leaf with rage.He glared at Martin murderously but decided to change tactics.

"Still, a slave has no right to do such a thing to my son! She needs to be severely punished!"

Martin sneered, "When your son beat that girl earlier, didn't you say that we should abide by the rules? Yet now that your son was beaten badly, you're going back on your word! Shame on you."

Toby didn't show mercy just

rare for Owen to agree

had been silent this whole

else, and now he's been

"Why, you—!"

for words.Or perhaps it was because

decided to say

are inevitable in this sort of competition.Everyone, please calm down.They still need to

did George

a sullen expression on his face, he sat

himself gloatingly.He even went so far as to pat Owen on the shoulder as though they were good friends, but Owen shrugged him

amused and annoyed,

it was time to announce the result of the

they were to enter the forbidden

else was taking a break, I summoned Leonard to have a private talk with me in the meeting

entered the room, I found that he seemed much older than the last

wasn't as robust as he once

to his seat, he kept coughing violently.I almost worried that

asked as I poured him a cup of hot tea.

"I'm getting old."

What does that make of me then?" I smiled at

need to take better care of yourself, old friend.You're only in your forties and you don't even have grandchildren

but