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.

today not because of business. We haven't chatted as father and son

this, my father poured

I said lightly. His concern didn't affect me

when you were at the palace gate. You seemed to be a bit high-profile." My father turned to look at me, then

to come over

change. He

him disapprovingly. "Father, just calm down. Your health is more important. The doctor

me again. Then he took a deep breath, turned around, and sat back on his throne. "Rumor has it that you've brought back a traitor's daughter from a small pack. I'm not

fast. I'm afraid someone has deliberately planned

had already

change the truth that she is a traitor's daughter. Actually, I called the Alpha other pack to check. He said

did?" I

do," my father said in a domineering tone, staring

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255