I glanced between Noah and Liam. The energy in the room was tense, like at any moment either one of them was ready to let out the beast in them.
Noah’s chest rose quickly, up and down in furry. He took a step towards Liam, his hands clasped in a ball like he was ready to throw punches any second from now. “Ella yours? You must be out of your mind, Liam.”
Liam’s teammate turned to me and snared, “Liam, this girl isn’t even hot.”
“Shut it, Bryson,” Liam said. But he didn’t take his eyes off Noah.
Noah walked past his teammates, past me, and got right in front of Liam. He puffed out his chest and drew himself up as tall as he could. Which wasn’t very tall. “In what world do you think you can—"
“Simmer down! And get the hell out of here.” Liam growled, using the deep, powerful, Alpha vo
