The last thing Marcus wants to do is follow Charles up to his office for some alcohol-fueled private confrontation, but he has little choice. Gritting his teeth, he strides steadily behind Charles to the elevators in the foyer.
They're silent on the way up to the office, and as they walk down the hallways to Charles's private rooms. It's not until they've shut the door and both taken seats at Charles's desk before Charles speaks.
"You need to concede your candidacy for Heir to your sister," he says.
Whatever Marcus expected Charles to say, it wasn't that.
"What the hell are you talking about?" he says, equal parts bewildered and offended.
Aside from the fact that this is an outrageous request, it's also none of Charles's goddamn business. He's not in line for the position of Alpha. E
