"I marked my mate last night," Dallas said suddenly, his lips curling into a smirk, as if what he had just dropped was nothing at all.
The words froze Axel mid-step, his eyes going wide. For a heartbeat, his body refused to move, the shock rooting him to the spot. But Dallas only kept walking, that proud smirk plastered on his face like he was showing off a new trophy.
When Axel snapped out of his shock, he rushed forward and blocked Dallas's path, staring straight at him. "Are you kidding me?!"
Dallas stopped, raised a brow, and shrugged. "Why would I?"
"If you marked her... does it mean you... you did it...?" Axel's voice broke off, unable to finish the sentence, but Dallas threw his head back and laughed.
"Dude, it? What do you mean by it?" he teased, still laughing. "You mean sex? Yeah, we mated." He said it shamelessly, his grin stretching wider.
Axel's jaw nearly dropped. "Where did that happen?"
