“Markus.”, Markus replied quietly. He was tense, sitting with another alpha. He knew he was safe here, he was in a cafe, and his bonding marks were obvious, and he smelled like his alpha -but he was still scared. He was just far too used to being scared of alphas by now.
He pondered over asking Bing for his name, before deciding against it. He just kept on quietly eating his cake.
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