Antonio’s Ultimatum.
Antonio's secret study was filled with the aroma of blazing charcoal and worn leather. With his arms folded across his chest and his teeth clenched in a controlled rage, Lorenzo stood in front of his father. Antonio looked at his son with the calculating coldness of a war strategist while seated behind a huge oak desk.
Antonio said, "You're playing a dangerous game, Lorenzo," in a tone that was surprisingly composed. "A leader is what the pack expects, not a naive, love-sick fool pursuing a woman who jeopardizes our alliances."
Lorenzo balled his fists. "You mean a woman you left behind and disregarded?" A woman you let burn her family.
Antonio leaned forward, unaffected, even as his gaze darkened. "The future of this pack is assured by your engagement to Alessandr
