The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Leonard's POV:

Martin couldn't help but burst into giggles. Then he raised his eyebrows at Owen, his eyes flashing viciously. "What an excellent child you have. He would never do such a thing, you say?" Owen's face immediately darkened. "Warren! What the hell do you think you're doing?"

"He's doing something excellent of course!" Martin cried, trying hard to stifle his laughter. But his body betrayed him, trembling like a leaf in silent giggles. "Compared to my child, your son is absolutely amazing."

The hall was in such chaotic noise that my head started to pound. I pressed my fingers against my temples helplessly. How could these two grown-up male wolves be more noisy than teenaged she-wolves? "Warren, come here right this instant!" Owen growled at his son.

But Warren, who had always been respectful and obedient towards his father, didn't listen to him this time.

Well, well, well. I raised my eyebrows curiously. The scene unfolding before me just kept getting more and more interesting.

"Warren!" Owen was so anxious that his face turned as red as a tomato.

though he had finally heard his father's voice calling him. But he didn't turn his head to look at Owen. Instead, he

all. If you have any prejudice against her background, you should know that no one can choose where he or she came from. The only thing

solemn and clear voice resounded throughout

was expressionless once again. However, his straight face was purple from anger. Martin was delighted

was more concerned with the scene in front of me. Why did these excellent children all speak on behalf of a slave? Even Warren chimed

up and I knew him very well. He was a proud man by nature. In his eyes, ranking in society should be strictly divided and

moment, not only did he speak for a slave, but it seemed he was also very close to an Omega she-wolf. I even observed him reach out his hand to comfort the she-wolf when she was emotional. That kind of tacit understanding hinted

going to be a grandfather soon." Martin added with glee, rubbing salt into Owen's wounds. "I never would've thought your son's type was cute and lively

the hell are you talking about? My son is a picky man. He would never settle for an Omega." Owen glared at him. "Even so, he's way better than your son. Harry has never had a girlfriend. And

again, I was both amused and annoyed. They made such mountains out

bitch has blinded Warren!" Alina, who was standing next to

suspecting that I had misheard her. How could Alina,

manners," I scolded