Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince Chapter 297
Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince
Ethanâs POV:
I stared at the farce unfolding before me, wide-eyed and speechless. Warrenâs acting was horrendous!
âTheyâre not taking the competition seriously! Do they think weâre idiots or something?â Shawn stood up and whined incessantly.
Thankfully, the Gamma sitting next to him yanked him back to his seat and whispered something in his ear. Shawnâs expression changed dramatically. He immediately fell silent and sat down meekly, not daring to say anything more.
Back in the day, Shawnâs parents were very powerful. Unfortunately, their power didnât translate to their child. Even after Gamma Mateoâs training, Shawn grew up to be a spineless loser. He didnât have what it took to be an Alpha at all.
After so many years, Mateoâs ambition was painfully obvious. Poor Shawn was just a puppet. Even just thinking of the future of the Black Moon Pack gave me a serious headache.
I sighed heavily. Then, Martinâs cheerful voice interrupted my thoughts.
âI donât think Warrenâs acting. Heâs probably that weak in reality.â
I raised my eyebrows, admiring Martinâs consistency. From the parade to now, he had never stopped talking. There were always some people who either echoed his sentiments or argued with him, such as that stubborn Owen, but Martin always remained stood by his beliefs.
âI think you should have your eyes checked.â Owenâs retort triggered yet another round of quarrels.
Martin was not the kind of person who would easily admit defeat. Whenever he argued with others, his whole face would contort with anger. âDid I say something wrong? Warren is a good kid. Why would he cheat and let her win deliberately in front of so many people? Just calm down and admit defeat. Thereâs nothing to be ashamed of.â
Owen rolled his eyes and stomped his foot. âHow dare you say something like that about my son? Have you forgotten that your son was beaten to a pulp by a thin, weak werewolf before? Although your son Harry has a strong built, I think he is physically very weak.â
The two quarreling werewolves started raising their voices louder and louder, to a point where things were getting out of hand.
Finally, I coughed loudly to put an end to this. âLeadership is one of the aspects we consider in this selection. I have a feeling that these kids all believe in Sylvia, which proves that she is a capable leader. Besides, the competition isnât over yet. We still donât know what the outcome will be.â
Hearing this, Owen regained his composure and smiled brightly. âYouâre right. We canât draw any conclusions now. Talent is important, but knowing when to seize opportunities is important as well. We donât want our kids to grow up to be someone who still acts rash and impulsive, doing nothing but mess around all day.â
I couldnât help but smile slightly in amusement. Obviously, Owen was talking about Martin. I sat there leisurely, waiting for Martinâs reaction.
Martin simply puffed out his chest proudly. âYouâre right, and itâs obvious that Sylviaâs closer to my kid. Birds of a feather flock together after all.â
âYouâre so unbelievably immature! How dare you try to cause trouble between our children?â Owen was so angry that his face turned purple.
This time, it was Leonard who stepped in between the two werewolves. âStop quarreling like children and just watch the competition.â
Obviously, Martin and Owen had respect for Leonard. Upon being scolded by the elder, they immediately fell silent and turned their backs to each other.
Even though they still acted like children, this was for the best. I sighed with relief now that they had gone quiet.
Looking at the competition, I asked Leonard, âWhat do you think of the situation?â
He didnât answer me right away and thought about it first. Finally, he said, âIf nothing goes wrong, then I believe Sylvia and Toby will enter the final round.â
âI know Toby. Heâs the son of the Rainbow Packâs Alpha. I heard that Toby had been excellent ever since he was a child, even winning the national fighting championship several times in a row,â I commented lightly.
âThatâs true. It might be easy for Sylvia to make it to the finals, but it wonât be easy to beat Toby,â Leonard said solemnly.
âWell, even if Sylvia places first in the competition, she still needs to pass the test of the forbidden forest, which is the most important part.â I sighed heavily. I couldnât help but worry about that poor girl.
The forbidden forest was a dangerous place. It didnât matter if Sylvia was a slave; she was still Rufusâs mate. And while Rufus and I mightâve been at odds right now, I couldnât bear the thought of seeing my son heartbroken from losing his mate.
âHey, the next round is about to begin.â Leonardâs voice interrupted my thoughts.
Following his gaze, my eyes landed on the thin but lively she-wolf in the center of the stage. She was Tobyâs next opponent, Flora.