The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Richard's POV:

Today was the night of the full moon. I had been watching TV in my room since early in the morning while waiting for the webcast to start.

While I waited, a medium-rare steak and salad had been sent to me from the kitchen. But since they didn't bring me wine to match the steak, I was dissatisfied. The red wine was then sent to me upon request. I had a hunch that today would be a delightful day.

I was in a good mood, so I composed a piece of piano music and named it "Temptation of Wolf." Then, I uploaded it to my social media account.

But not long after, I noticed people's comments. They were all criticizing me. Someone stated that my music style was too weird. Another one scolded me for being stupid trying to compose.

I shook my leg as I put one in front of the other. I didn't care what they said. I didn't use my formal account and they probably didn't know who I really was anyway.

Those werewolves had no taste in music. They were ignorant. My ability to compose such music was acknowledged by the chief musician of the empire. I actually had planned to be a composer back then, but I didn't expect that Rufus would give me the throne and let me inherit it. That made me really annoyed.

When I finished drinking more than half of the bottle of wine, I leaned against the sofa and smiled.

Last week, when I found out that the key to get rid of the curse on Rufus was a potted plant, I called one of my confidants I had planted in the army a long time ago. She was not only gorgeous but capable at the same time.

order to destroy Rufus' hopes, I had to do

heard they had a huge fight. Sylvia had a breakdown

vowed that they would love each other until death did them part, but it turned

in the world. Getting power over something was much better

the news, but I deliberately told

came to an end. Laura ended up

all honesty, I thought

person's love for their significant other could only be proved if something unexpected would happen. If their love wasn't strong enough to

quite content because I could witness all these dramas of things every

I were born to be enemies. He was not allowed to be happy if I was. In fact, I hoped that he

it was noon, and the

he was dealing with government affairs. Although it was a work day, the number of people

increase. I thought it would be better if there were more people. If Rufus were to go berserk, he

the number of Rufus' fans grew. I also happened to notice that people had even come up

said that Rufus looked so handsome whenever he worked hard. Another one stated that they liked him as