The alleyway smells of piss, vomit, and stale beer. The sound of the busy street a few feet away sounds muffled to Ethan as he blinks up at Zander. He looks taller than he was two years ago, and broader too. Ethan heard something about Dominant alphas not fully maturing until the age of thirty, but even so, isn't that overkill? Omega's mature at the age of twenty three, so why do alphas keep getting growth spurts?
He pushes the thought away, it's not like it matters anyway.
"He's just looking out for me." Ethan answers Zander's question, his eyes looking at everything except the dominant alphas eyes. He can't get himself to do it. It's been so long since he's looked into sparkling green eyes lined with a ring of purple.
Zander seems to pick up on it, because he lifts his hand towards Ethan's chin. His thumb grazes over the bottom and it seems to break whatever patients he has. His grip is hard on Ethan's jaw as he forces him to tilt his head up.
