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?

help were deafening, followed by crackling sounds of

fight really so intense? Richard was beaten up so

the room. If I dared to interfere

was wrong, brother! I was wrong!" Richard's pleading

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

standing beside me, stopped me in time. "Prince Rufus has endured

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 my own son. I always avoided and ignored Rufus, which resulted in the alienation between the two of us. And Richard, who was brought up and cultivated by me, grew up to be a spoiled brat and a loser." S~ᴇaʀᴄh the ꜰindNʘvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of

"Perhaps it was because you focused on Prince Richard too much that he thought that inheriting the position of the lycan king

to do infinite things in this limited life,

young man.

I felt much better. My confidant was right. Rufus truly was a strong lycan, and I was proud of him. The burden of running an empire that I had been so worried about didn't seem

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grudge against me. Rufus had suffered a lot

and Sylvia had almost been separated from each