Chapter 137: _ Don’t Need Your Help
Álvaro’s laughter at my vow was not entirely surprisingly but that still didn’t fail to make it an annoying sound.
"Oh, Axel," he sighed dramatically, shaking his head. "You know, I just love delusional boys." He tilted his head at me, his smirk widening. "Seriously, it’s adorable."
I clenched my jaw, my nails digging into my palms.
"Why don’t you do us all a favor and leave?" He continued, waving a lazy hand toward the door. "Let the men have their man talk, sí?"
The Delta, who had been silent through most of the exchange, finally exhaled and uncrossed his arms. "Why don’t we all just calm down..."
"No," my father interrupted.
His voice was a low command that had the Delta snapping his mouth shut. His sharp gaze cut to me, assessing and measuring me.
Then he steepled his fingers beneath his chin, the way he always did when he was about to make a decision that would screw someone over.
"Axel, You have a choice."
I raised an eyebrow. "Oh? Do tell."
His lips curved in a smirk that didn’t reach his eyes. "Join us. Be a part of this—of what we are building here. Or forget about ever winning the Alpha position against Álvaro."