The Lycan King's Fate Calling novel Chapter 642

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?

"Father, help me!" Richard's screams for help were deafening, followed by crackling sounds of something collapsing.

Was their fight really so intense? Richard was beaten up so hard that his voice cracked whenever he screamed.

I gritted my teeth and held back the impulse to rush inside the room. If I dared to interfere and protected Richard once again, Rufus would definitely push me away even more.

"Ahhh! I was wrong, brother! I was wrong!" Richard's pleading voice broke his old man's heart.

I couldn't stand it anymore. I took a step towards the door, ready to barge inside. I wanted to protect Richard as I always did.

My confidant, who was standing beside me, stopped me in time. "Prince Rufus has endured more than enough these years. Don't let him down again."

His words left me stunned and my hand hovered above the door knob hesitantly. Finally, I withdrew my hand 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 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."

The 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 inevitable. Consequently, he was blinded by power."