Bab 217: Roman!

Caesar turned around and began to storm out of the meeting room, his hands shoved into the pocket of his pants. "Come with me, Yuri, there is something I need you to do."  

Yuri and Nikolai were quick to follow after him, and as they left the room, Mr. Seregey stared, his shoulders rising and falling in obvious anger. 

"Has the supreme alpha lost his mind to that human?" Mr. Tuchev asked, frowning deeply. "This is completely unaccepta-"

"Hey, Old man!" Roman snarled at him. "If you want to run your mouth like a bitch, do it in front of him. But behind him? I'll shut it for you!" he warned, sparing his father a glance. "And as for you, Dad, I know you won't stop, but you might just end up regretting going against Caesar." 

"I'm sure you must be wondering what happened to your little omegan lackey, Diana." A chuckle rumbled in his throat. "Go ask her in hell. Maybe she'll give you some insights on the path you are riding down."