Leo's POV
“What the hell was that?” I spat between my teeth. I waited until every member had left the room before confronting my father. I waited for him to make eye contact, but he didn’t even bother. It was as if he felt guilty to meet my eyes or I was not worthy of it.
“I made it clear before. You need a mate,” he grunted without care. This was not the first time he had mentioned a mate. I recalled the short conversation I had with him some time ago over the phone. I was opposed to it then and I am opposed to it now.
“I refuse to be a puppet for this show. Why don’t you find a mate? You surely can have more heirs of your own.” I glared intensely into his temple, hoping he would feel the power behind my eyes. “You can even start your own soccer team.” I blurted out. Since my mother’s
