Chapter Thirty-One: Dylan's POV

I stared back at Dad, knowing fully well what he wanted to speak to me about. I folded my hands and leaned on the table.

“Yes, Dad?” I smirked at him.

“What do you want to talk to him about, Dad? You can't just barge into my office like that.” Daniel said, anger imminent in his voice.

Father looked at Daniel, then looked back at me. “When were you both going to tell me that Emily is Dylan’s Mate?” He asked and I raised my eyebrows.

“Since when were you concerned about my affairs, Dad?” I asked and he glared at me.

“How could you? How could you covet the woman belonging to your brother?!” He yelled.

I slammed my hands on the table.

“He rejected her. You made him reject her, Dad. Besides, their bond isn't broken, and all three of us are wondering how to navigate this. We do not need extra problems from you, Dad.” I fumed angrily.

Daniel remained silent, while Father was shocked.

“I did that for the good of you. I could see that she was not good for Daniel, and even till now she is sti