I saw it in the way Father'e eyes narrowed and the way his jaw tightened. His hands curled at his sides with his fingers flexing as if he was restraining himself from doing something violent.
What the hell could Axel have ever done to this man to hate his presence so much?
I felt myself tense. Axel's effort had just gone to a waste. My father disliked people he didn't respect. And guess who he'd never listen to? People who he disliked.
Dammit. I had just stepped on a Cobra's tail. Facing the wrath of its fangs was inevitable now.
Don Diego's greeting was stiff and reluctant "Beta."
The title came off his tongue like it was something bitter. He nodded once like Axel was worth nothing more than a glance before shifting his glare back to me.
"You didn't answer me," he snarled.
His tone had changed. It was quieter now, colder.
It made my knees want to fail.
"Why did you disobey me?"
