Julius could hardly say a word. The look in Harrison's eyes was making him scared.
Harrison did not let go of Julius's arm. His large fingers gripped Julius's own tightly, pulling him down the narrow hallway away from the restroom. The air around them felt thick with the suffocating pressure of Harrison's anger.
"Harrison, stop for a second," Julius said, trying to slow his steps. He had to jog slightly just to keep up with the older man's long strides. "You are not listening to me. The man I ran into outside, his scent was completely wrong."
Harrison kept walking, his face set in a hard line. He did not look back at Julius. "We are leaving."
"I am serious," Julius insisted, pulling against the tight grip on his arm. "It was not a regular alpha scent. It felt exactly like yours. It was an Enigma."
