The six of them descended the stairs, the tension from their intimate morning still simmering beneath the surface. Trey, Elijah, and Will kept their mates close, hands brushing lightly against hips or shoulders, as they reached the dining room where Marcus and Elaine were waiting.
Elaine folded her arms, eyes sharp as she gave the boys a pointed look. “I can’t believe I had to hear about this from the pack first. Not from you three.”
Marcus leaned against the doorway, brows furrowed. “Do you have any idea how many rumors were flying before we even got confirmation? You’re Alphas! You’re supposed to set the example.”
Trey swallowed, glancing at Rae, who gave him a small, reassuring smile. “We… didn’t want to make it official until we were sure it was the right time,” he said carefully.
