Henri looked up from a downed Rowe to Seton who was walking over and tutting.
"Did he do anything to you?" He asked calmly but it did nothing to hide the rage in his voice.
Henri's voice was caught in his throat; Rowe was somewhat predictable, an Alpha with a bruised ego who expected every Omega to fall over their feet for him but Seton... Seton was much worse.
For one, he looked far too collected for someone who had just stabbed a person.
Henri watched with his heart in his throat as Seton crouched slightly to wipe the blood off his legs with the sleeve of his shirt, tutting again at Henri's bloodstained shirt.
The moon was coming out now so it was brighter somewhat and Henri could clearly see the expression on Seton's face as he looked him over. When he ascertained that Henri was untouched, he turned his attention to Rowe again.
