Leon’s POV
After a heated argument that would have resulted in a fight with Lysander if my Beta and his hadn’t shown up in time, I left the council chamber in a fit of rage.
When I reached my bedroom, I pushed the door open with unnecessary force, catching Diane by surprise. She was sitting at the dressing table with a towel draped around her chest, her hair still hanging in rollers.
“That cocky bastard!” I snarled. “Walking around and talking like he knows everything. Who does he even think he is?”
“That bastard is proposing that I use my horses to lure those fuckers away!” I snapped. “How sure am I that he’s not using this to make me go broke?”
Diane undid the cap of her lipstick, carefully rubbing her lips together after applying a thick layer of it.
“He may not know it all, but a
