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

really so intense? Richard was beaten up so hard that his voice cracked

my teeth and held back the impulse to rush inside the room. If I dared to interfere and protected Richard once again,

was wrong, brother! I was wrong!" Richard's pleading voice broke his old

ready to barge

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

and because of this, I couldn't

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

was too anxious." I always wanted to do infinite things in this limited life,

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

a strong lycan, and I was proud of him. The burden of running an empire that

our relationship was

it out loud, I could tell that he had a deep grudge against me. Rufus had suffered a lot because of my special treatment towards

Rufus and Sylvia had almost been separated