The group stood at the door and Andrew realised that the old butler, the man holding the doors open, had to be a beta. Even as he was a beta, Andrew could tell that he was beginning to become affected by whatever the hell was going on in the mansion.
Despite everything, Andrew was a little upset that no one outside of a butler was coming to greet him. Had they already left the premises? Or was there a safe place to be in this whole mess?
Andrew didn't know, and he was sure he was going to find out.
Andrew turned to the group, all of them wearing the weird as hell face thingies, and met Kim's glowing, amber gaze.
She looked feverish, but Andrew couldn't tell if that was because of her anger, or the pheromones she'd already smelt. He then slid his gaze to the police officers.
