Sebastian's POV
I saw the dark look on Sebastian's face as soon as he left the room. "So, did she want to talk?" I asked nonchalantly.
Tristan glared at me, his eyes were red. "Shut up!" He snapped.
Tristan’s command rolled off me like water off a blade. I smirked, tilting my head just slightly, watching the way his fists clenched at his sides. He was letting his anger consume him, thus his aura was slipping.
Pathetic.
"I know," Azrael agreed.
"I knew you were going to f**k up," I said as I shrugged.
"You don't know s**t," Tristan growled lowly. "Why are you so against me? I just defended you before the council, and we agreed on working together!"
I stepped closer, towering over my brother. "Working with you does not mean I have to like it. I'm enduring this for her sake, but
