4
Kian loved his job. He enjoyed molding the minds of the future generations. He was glad his seven-year-old students respected him and liked his lessons as much as he relished every precious moment he spent with them. He attempted to educate them by making Mathematics as fun as he possibly could. However, there would always be a handful of students, or more, who couldn’t seem to catch up with the rest, no matter how hard he tried.
He’d just finished grading a stack of worksheets from one of his classes when Mason startled him by running into the dining room and screaming out loud in joy. He stared at Mason to make sure his alpha mate was still sane. Out of the two of them, he was the more relaxed and outgoing alpha, while Mason was more serious and formal. He was tempted to pick up the smartphone next to him and call for an ambulance when Mason began waving a note in front of him.
“It’s here. It’s here.”
“Okay. What’s here, Mase?”