At the club, in a VIP room with a one way glass where one could see the party continuing first floor yet couldn't see what was happening in the room, a man was sitting languidly on a love seat with his left arm hung over the arm of the seat while he held a glass of bourbon in his right hand with a tyrannical quality of the alpha that he was, which was sufficient to creep one out.
He was joined by an arm candy, an enticing lady, who had the looks that could make any man surrender to their desires. She was viewing it hard as his escort as he wasn't giving any consideration to her regardless of how enthusiastically she attempted.
She attempted to accumulate his attention, however, without any result, as he simply wasn't in that frame of mind to play around with any lady.
He's being constrained by his dad, the lord, to bring his mate home, as his family were in a battle for control for the privileged position
Tyler yang, crown sovereign of the midnight pack, obviously there will undoubtedly be fight for control among the imperial families.
His mom who inclined toward his more youthful sibling and his uncle, everyone were on a mission to get him. They generally looked for power. They are ravenous and influence hungry individuals who'd do anything just to get their hands on the lofty position, the influence and abundance that accompanies it.
Tyler won't let his guard down effectively by bringing his mate home. He knows his power hungry family will attempt to exploit his weak point.
He knew who his mate was. He has been interfacing with her clairvoyantly through dreams, so he can guarantee her as his when everything looked good. He won't leave her alone with another when he knew she was his and his alone.
"Hello, how long are you going to continue to overlook me?" the lady close to him spat out, obviously furious that he wasn't succumbing to her charms and endeavors to lure him.
He looked at her coldy without saying a word, which was sufficient to send a shudder down her spine.
She was sufficiently astute to understand what his quiet implied and found her way on a mission to go mess around with different men.
At last!! He thought. He detested ladies like her who are continuously searching for the following big thighs to assist them with ascending the social stepping stools. Their covetousness for cash reminds him of his family.
While chugging his drown drink and watching the party continuing down the club with fatigue, something got his eyes.