“My, my, my! Percy, you’re one lucky omega.”
Percy rolled his eyes at Ashton. “Shut up, and stop ogling Rohan like a piece of meat.”
Gregory smirked at Percy. “Jealous?”
Percy scoffed. “Not at all.”
“Liar,” Ashton retorted.
“Nope. Just look at Rohan,” Percy shot back. “He has his eyes on me, and nobody else.”
Gregory approached Rohan and stood right in front of the alpha, who was sitting in one of the chairs in the corner of Percy’s dressing room. He leaned down and smiled at Rohan.
“Do you think I’m gorgeous?”
Percy watched as Rohan stared at Gregory, but the alpha had no expression on his face. Not that Percy would expect anything else.
“Yes,” Rohan replied.
“Do I smell good to you?”
“Yes, but you’re not Percy, and I’m not interested in you. If you’re that desperate to get f**
