57

Tony

The fury was roiling in me, but I couldn’t shift. The silver still pulsing through my body kept it at bay.

“You can’t—”

I turned to look at our beta. “Stay.”

I turned to look at the rest of the room. “The rest of you. Leave.”

They each looked confused. I let out a growl that had them quickly leaving quickly. I turned back to Dagon and Lucy. I didn’t spare her more than a glance as the sight of her over there eating so calmly only made me more furious.

She was our mate. How could she do this to us?

“Before we start,” Dagon said. “You’ll each need to swear an oath—”

“I’m not swearing anything,” Matt growled. “You’re overstepping your rights. You’re just a liaison. You don’t have any authority over what we do within our own Pack.”

Dagon smiled. “Should I take that as a refusal to enter into a Liaison Call?”

Matt growled, “You—”

“Matt,” I cut in, glaring at Dagon. “Stop. Swear the oath so we can get this over with. If the Council can use this against us, they will.”

But Lucy is our