Rory was literally gawking at the sight of Alexander walking through the front door. He carried large plastic bags in each hand, smelling quite delectable, that made his stomach grumble.
“Its about damn time!” Arnold shouts out, his voice echoing through the halls as they ran down the stairs.
The other two quickly flocked to the man, frolicking around their alpha as they tried to take a peek at the contents of what he brought in. Alex remained grinning with his head held up high, like a hunter that had made his catch of the day for all of them.
Their companions stuck to the fellow until they reached the dining room. All the while, he followed just a short distance away on the stairs, smiling in amusement because of how they acted.
“Guys, you better wash your hands first!” Leslee squeal
