The Lycan King's Fate Calling

A Father

Ethan's POV:

Standing outside the room, I could hear Richard's screams. I squeezed my eyes shut and sighed. I couldn't bear it.

After all, he was my own son. I had raised him, educated him, and held high expectations of him ever since he was a child.

Where had I gone wrong in raising him?

He was such a sweet little thing when he was a child. He always followed me around everywhere I went.

Maybe I was wrong to have sent him to military school, forcing him to do all those things he didn't like.

I sighed and wiped the tears from the corners of my eyes. Some said raising a son would guarantee your retired life, for there would be someone to look after you when you grew older. But heavens, did they have any idea how exhausting it was to even raise a son?

for help were

was beaten up so hard that his

and held back the impulse to rush inside the room. If I dared to interfere and protected

was wrong, brother! I was wrong!"

anymore. I took a step towards the door, ready to barge inside. I wanted to protect Richard as I

me in time. "Prince Rufus has endured more than

and sighed heavily. "Am I a failure as a father? I hadn't taken good care of Rufus ever since he was a child, and he has suffered from the curse for years, all because of me. Guilt had eaten me alive, and because of this, I couldn't bear to look at

that he thought that inheriting the position of the lycan

do infinite things in this limited life, but in the end, it was just as

to be an excellent young man. You could hand over the werewolf

was right. Rufus truly was a strong lycan, and I was proud of him. The burden of

our relationship

could tell that he had a deep grudge against

of my arrogance and stubbornness, Rufus and