The discomfort, the awkwardness—it all made Yuri nauseous, and he wanted to puke so badly.
Nikolai noticed, but he didn't say a word. He couldn't care less.
Upon arrival at the pack, he drove off, driving over to park in the parking lot.
Yuri hurried down, shoving his hands into the pocket of his pants and lowering his head.
There were alphas out there, and he didn't want any of their trouble, not with the kind of situation he was in.
So as quietly as he could, he tried to leave in peace toward his apartment in the pack. Every now and then, he would flinch, having a few of the alphas hiss at him with the intention to scare and tease him.
On a normal day, he wouldn't really care. He'd glare back, but as of that moment, he was not at all in a right mental state. To get away, farther and farther away from them, was all he wanted.
