"Don't move." Beau mutters, his eyebrows narrowed. His head aches at the building scent in the room, his breath shallow as he tries not to breathe too much of it into his lungs. Chris had said that Zander took steroids. Just what are they thinking trying to give this to beta?
"W-whats going on?" Ethan whispers, his voice hoarse and shaky. With his limited movements there's only so much he can see and understand.
Beau clenches his jaw when Zander's head tilts towards the beta, his gaze shifting to look at Ethan. The dominant alpha's body is tense, his muscles tight as if he's ready to pounce at any moment. The purple ring around his irises have grown thicker, more prominent than they have ever been before. This is too dangerous. There are too many people in the room with him. An omega and two alphas in the same space as his imprinted mate. It's a disaster waiting to happen.
"Screw this." Chris shrieks, and he turns around to run.
