Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Rufus' Pov: 

My father was Ethan Duncan.He was the lycan king who ruled the werewolves.His hall was located on the other side of the imperial palace.

When I stepped into the hall, I saw him sitting upright on his throne, concentrating on the book in his hands.

"Father…" I bowed in front of him.

"You're back." My father put down the book, picked up a handkerchief, covered his mouth, and coughed.

"Sit down. You must be tired after the long journey."

"I only did what I have to do." I stood still and looked at my father indifferently.

The hair on his temples had already turned grey.His body still looked strong but slightly hunched.The lycan king, who used to be so powerful, eventually became old like any other werewolf.

My father seemed not to care about my indifferent attitude.He just smiled and stood up.

"I asked you to come over today not because of business.We haven't chatted as father and son for a long time." I didn't respond to him.I could already guess why he was looking for me.

"Do you still have frequent headaches recently?"

After saying this, my father poured a cup of tea and drank it to moisten his throat.

"Same as usual," I said lightly.

affect me at

werewolves saw her when you were at the palace gate.You seemed to be a bit high–profile." My father turned to look at

who is that

mate," I answered

in such a

What I said made my father's

teacup in his hand to the floor angrily.I

health is more important.The doctor said that you can't

such an

took a deep breath, turned around, and sat back on

traitor's daughter from a small pack.I'm not against you bringing a she-wolf back.But why does

traveled so fast.I'm afraid

to the imperial palace, the unpleasant rumors

to say, some contemptible scoundrels must have been

not, it doesn't change the truth that she is a traitor's daughter.Actually, I called the Alpha of her pack to check.He said that you admitted in front of everyone that

did?" I

I thought you should know what to do," my father said in a domineering tone, staring at me "As

staring back at him with

"Are you blaming me?"

narrowed, and his tone

atmosphere around us suddenly

used to such a

all, you are