“Alphas?”
In an instant, Mason felt Kian’s hold on him loosening, and his vision cleared. He turned around and yanked Kian close to him. “We’re mates. I’ll forget this ever happened. Do that again, and I’ll snap your neck off.”
Kian sneered at him. “Bring it on.”
“Alphas!” Blake called again, more frantic this time.
He and Kian stared daggers at each other for a few more seconds before they unlocked and opened the door together. Blake rushed in and eyed them back and forth.
“Hey, sweetheart,” Mason greeted, trying to calm himself down.
“Hey, babe. Are you okay?” Kian asked.
“Are you?” Blake scoffed at the two of them with barely concealed anger. “I could smell your fury throughout the house, not to mention the bonds among us. Both of you still have a little bit of redness in your eyes. What’s going on?”
“Nothing,” Mason and Kian replied at the same time.