When Adrian closed the door behind him, he saw how Nicholai finished getting into the clothes that Sancho had gotten for him. The leading Alpha sat on the couch in the waiting lounge of his office. Adrian walked to the seat across the uncle and sat down. Even when Nicholai's freezing glare descended on him, the eldest of Darius's pups didn't even cower or break eye contact.
Adrian was the first to speak. "I'm sorry for the way I acted earlier outside, Uncle. I just need Daddy to know how you really feel about the situation—about what Dylan is doing."
"I take it as you knowing that Dylan is not simply chasing power." Nicholai lifted a brow. A simple apology would not cut it, but he wanted to listen to this Alpha boy. "If he is not after the star's power, then why did he let Sheratan take control of him?"
