Third Person's POV
"If you're going to act like a brat, get out and walk home. Sera can take me to the clinic's cafeteria—it'll save me from having to look at your pathetic, sulking face." Edwin's voice was like a whip, and the Alpha aura he let off made the temperature in the sedan drop ten degrees.
Mortimer took a sharp breath, his chest heaving.
He slammed the central lock button. The click of the doors locking was a violent sound in the silence.
"Fine," he bit out, the words practically scraped from his throat.
He stomped on the gas and tore away from the Shadowfang Healing Center.
The car eventually pulled up in front of a high-end seafood restaurant that smelled like the deep ocean.
The second they stepped into the private suite, Mortimer went into overdrive. "Grandfather, sta
