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.

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

father poured a cup of tea and drank

as usual," I said lightly. His concern

a she-wolf. Many werewolves saw her when you were at the palace gate. You seemed to be a bit high-profile." My father turned to

answered bluntly. Sure enough, he asked me to come over in such

I said made my father's expression immediately change. He threw the teacup in his hand

looked at him disapprovingly. "Father, just calm down. Your health is

You're such an unfilial son!" My father scolded 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 against you

news has travelled so fast. I'm afraid someone has

returned to the imperial palace, the unpleasant rumors had

truth that she is a traitor's daughter. Actually, I called the Alpha other pack to check. He said that you admitted in front of everyone that

what I did?" I

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

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