"wow, so my home has been going through shit and I don't get to hear it? Why the fuck would you hide that from me?" Angelo asked angrily.
He was so done with his people hiding shit from them. They were pushing his limits. So he didn't the one thing he never thought he would ever do.
Use the alpha tone on his friends.
He had tried to be patient but it seemed that the longer the night dragged into the morning, the more shocked he would be by what was happening. That was almost painting him as an incompetent leader.
Looking around, the crowd had started thinning. People were going back to their homes, while others decided to sleep in the palace. There was more than enough room for everyone if they wanted to.
For those who insisted on going home, the magic used to lock their doors was undone and they didn't think of it as anything else. They knew that was always just a strategy for their safety whenever there was a party.
