Defying the Rogue Alpha

Nolan hesitated.

Lucas groaned. "bad it is, then. Just say it."

Nolan sighed. "Dennis is on his way to the High Council."

"Oh, that’s adorable,"

Nolan cleared his throat. "He’s requesting freedom from your hold."

Lucas’s fingers tightened on the armrests of his chair.

The time had finally come.

He had known that one day he’d have to face Dennis, that his brother’s defiance would push him to take action. He was itching to kill Dennis anyway. Kiss his mate?

That was low.

Even for a backstabbing little shit like Dennis.

"How did he get past the patrol?"