Zane's POV~
Alfie exhaled slowly, folding his arms across his broad chest with a lazy, unapologetic posture. "What's there to explain, Father?" he said coolly. "I beat your weak son again. Just do what you always do and let's get this over with."
The room tensed.
"You ended up hitting your omega too, you bastard!" the Patriarch snapped, his voice raised in sudden fury as his eyes bore into Alfie. "He could have died from that punch! Is that what you wanted?!"
Alfie's expression darkened slightly, but he remained seated, unmoved. "I didn't mean to hit Zane," he said with a shrug. "But I did hit Knox on purpose because he deserved it." He scoffed, glancing sideways at his brother. "Now, go ahead, Father. Give him a few estates and a dozen servants to 'apologize,' like you always do."
"You...." The Patriarch clenched his jaw, his hands gripping the edge of the table before he released a heavy, frustrated sigh. "You arrogant bastard," he muttered under his breath.
A beat passed.
