"Doesn't he look kind of feminine to you?" Alpha Renn asked, resting his hands on the stair rail. He was upstairs with Samuel, watching the students gathered below.
"Angel?" Samuel raised a brow and looked down. He spotted Angel talking to Taros. And now that Renn mentioned it, there was something different about the boy. The way he kept brushing his hair back—but not like a guy would. Instead of pushing it away carelessly, Angel tucked it gently behind his ear. He also kept stealing glances at Taros like he was trying hard not to stare too much.
Samuel narrowed his eyes, curiosity tugging at him, but he decided to stay in his lane. "Maybe that's just how he behaves," he said casually.
"Not with me," Renn replied without hesitation. "He doesn't act that way around me at all."
"Well, maybe he doesn't like you," Samuel said. "You've never exactly given him a reason to."
"You're blaming me for this now?" Renn snapped. "The boy disrespected me in front of everyone. I had to act."
