"Update me, Roy," I barge in, raging—with a million thoughts going on and off.
"Alpha." Roy stands like he was expecting me, his suit unbuttoned, a coffee lying carelessly on the table, and the atmosphere is foul.
"Don't Alpha me, what's going on?" I'm so close to bashing his teeth in from anger. The council meeting was suspended due to persistent denial of any attempts from me.
But...
"This was going to happen, we both knew. Don't act surprised." Roy adjusts his tie and sits, placing both his legs on my desk, simply just mocking me.
He is reliable, but I need him to Goddamn take this seriously.
Even my wolf—who naturally doesn't like it when I get all out on him—seems to agree, judging by the adrenaline he's releasing. He doesn't like anything that hurts his mate or comes near her.
"What does that mean?"
"It means the Council can't mend their morals for you. Whatever happens, your dad—"
