Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

Chapter 190

"Alright, I said finally, rising to my feet. "But we're talking later. In your room. Don't think I'm letting this slide."

She nodded, but her eyes flickered briefly toward my father before she looked down again.

My irritation spiked.

I turned toward the staircase, deciding that I'd get to the bottom of this later, but before I could take a single step-

"Have you scheduled a meeting with June's father yet?"

was the

His voice was smooth and indifferent, but the way he said it-like it only thing that mattered at this point-sent a slow wave of ice down my spine.

I scoffed, turning back to face him, my lips curling into something between amusement and disgust.

"That's what you're concerned about?" I tilted my head slightly, mockery dripping from every syllable. "Not the bastard daughter who just showed up out of nowhere?"

His frown deepened, but he said nothing.

Typical.

I let out a low chuckle, shaking my head. "You should have really learned to handle your women better, old man. You got sloppy even before growing old."

My father's grip on his glass tightened, the fine crystal barely containing the force behind his knuckles. His jaw clenched, and for a second, I almost hoped he'd throw the damn. drink at me.

his jaw

slow, controlled breath-the kind he always took when he was barely keeping himself

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Chapter 190

"Or what?" I took a slow

wounded prey. "You'll finally grow a spine and do something about

cold enough to

that way."

leaning against the bar, deliberately invading his space, daring him to react. "And the best part? There's nothing you can do

was quiet. As he should

of the fools entertaining that nonsense, too? Are you actually in support of Karina taking

into something between irritation and

continue, but he didn't. He simply took another sip of his

her, why does she have enough balls to think she can just waltz in and

lasted a beat too long. He hesitated just

she has

I stilled. "From who?"

whiskey in his glass before taking another slow sip.

mate."

slow, sharp pulse of irritation ran through

I hadn't even taken note of

"Alpha Wes."