Markov
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“Can I have a word.” Markov didn’t phrase it as a question as he glared at Cassius. Anger ran hotly through his veins. Having Cassius treat him without regard was one thing but to do it with Azim, Victor’s mate, that was a whole different kettle of fish.
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“Can I have a word.” Markov didn’t phrase it as a question as he glared at Cassius. Anger ran hotly through his veins. Having Cassius treat him without regard was one thing but to do it with Azim, Victor’s mate, that was a whole different kettle of fish.
Cassius nodded stiffly, his features betraying nothing of what he was thinking. Swinging around on his heel, Markov didn’t acknowledge anyone else in the room. The scent of his fated mate was torture as it wafted on the warm air surrounding Markov while he left the office with Cassius close on his heel. He could only hope that his brothers would put the obvious tension between them as a result of the situation and nothing more.
