"Vincent!" Tyler yelled, his eyes wide. "You have no right to... "
"Oh, I do, brother. I have the right to do whatever it is. This pack belongs to me. I have absolute control."
Tyler walked towards us, his eyes wide. "I am not marrying Mariana."
"Fine. I will sell her to Declan and strip you of your seat in my council."
"That is not right. I earned that seat."
"And you are about to lose it, brother." Vincent's voice was low, mocking. I watched him, my lips parting.
I couldn't even bring myself to turn to Tyler for the sheer embarrassment I felt for him.
"Vincent..."
"You have a choice. Marry your mate like you are ordained to or forget about my council, and your mate can forget about my pack."
Tyler turned to me, and he gave me a small laugh. "You want to force me to marry Maria
