The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Richard's POV:

I paced back and forth in my palace and cursed countless times but was only ever met with cold silence.

The more I thought about it, the angrier I got. I felt wronged. My whole body was about to explode from rage.

Everyone thought I was the one who posted about the witch's curse on Rufus, but I was innocent.

Since Rufus couldn't have children, he couldn't inherit the throne. I gained nothing if I smeared his public image. In fact, doing so was stupid.

Besides, the lycan king had been keeping an eye on me. I couldn't play any tricks now.

My sole competitor to the throne was the bastard in Lucy's belly. Once the bastard was born, I would be even more worthless in my father's eyes.

But I couldn't let him know that it was a bastard for the time being, because the only reason why he was protecting me now was so that I could raise the child as the empire's future heir.

In other words, my survival depended on this bastard.

I was so angry that I took out my phone and read the post about the curse on Rufus on the

Internet again.

this? How dare they make

unknown pack-so, presumably,

came from the fact that someone hated Rufus as much as I did. Truth be told, it made me feel a little happy. Although the blame fell on me, I was still happy to see Rufus being frustrated. Perhaps this matter wouldn't have much impact on Rufus, but it further cemented the fact that Rufus couldn't take the throne, no matter

continued to pace back and forth in the

was quiet. The lycan king had forbidden anyone to serve me while I was put under house arrest,

my head and patted the wall idly. There

time to time. Now I didn't even

phone started

my subordinates were about to deliver some

voice sounded from the

a press conference. It will be broadcasted on the Empire News channel in

I figured they'd make an announcement to put an end

right channel. The host had

million werewolves were tuned into the live broadcast. There were too many comments

Rufus showed up on-screen. Wearing a well-tailored suit, he

my tongue and rolled my eyes, feeling a

ever since we were children. What

His handsomeness?