Avery watched Liam’s anger dissipate, his face showing regular expression as he stood n***d in the living room of his new home. Liam didn’t realize the missing clothes until a second later when Avery turned his gaze away from him, waving with his finger towards the pile of clothes which Liam left on the chair before he shifted into Fenris.
It didn’t take long for him to put them on and tell Avery to turn back so they could continue their previous conversation. His anger was utterly gone by that time, the same as Fenris’ desire to claim the boy in front of him. Apparently Fenris got sensitive over Avery’s scent when being out, reacting to the essence of Avery’s being.
“What happened?” Avery wanted to know, but Liam shook his head, dismissing the question without answering. The kettle for
