Althea sat in the living room, watching her father who was pacing back and forth, making calls. He ended the call and turned to face her.
"They are ready." Then he asked, "Do you really want to do this?"
She lifted her pissed-off gaze to him. "What do you think, dad? Keelion isn't just obsessed with that beta, he has something with him. For fucking sake, he threatened me because of him. That beta is a threat to me and if I don't rid him out as soon as possible, see this spot?"
She laughed softly. "This title that is meant to be mine will be taken away from me. I know it because Keelion has started digressing already. Now he doesn't feel like he's made up his mind which wasn't the case before. Now, he looks at me like I'm some kind of stain on his freaking suit."
"So then, should we begin?" Mr. Eliot asked.
