"Wait, Zion there's still something that needs to be discussed, I need to talk with Mr. Brandt about something, it won't be long …"
"There's nothing. Nothing to discuss."
Impatience flickered in Zion's eyes as he took Suga's wrist and pulled him up from his chair. Suga's gaze darted to Mr. Brandt, who wore a look that clearly said, I saw this coming. The man's fingers tapped lazily against the table, a tell of someone quietly mulling something over, before he finally spoke.
"Zion's right. There's nothing that needs discussing."
"But—"
"Suga, I just want to say this, I am not the previous Alpha Prime leader. That old man no longer has the right to make the rules for the Union. I am the one in charge now. So what I want you to know is, you don't have to burden yourself with your parents' mistakes."
"That wasn't my parents' mistake anyway, I said it's self defense." Suga shot back, his words slipping out before he could think twice.
