"Steve, go home."

The imperious voice comes from behind the young werewolf, not a request, an order. Liam was older than the boy and much more impatient and jealous. A young couple, they had only been together for a year, but Liam still couldn't get enough of his partner. Werewolves did not have a "marriage" for love, more often an alpha chose an omega for his status and pedigree. In their situation, everything was the same, but Liam felt attached to the young omega.

"You're not a child anymore to go out with your peers."

Liam's voice is harsh, and he moves closer and clasps his hand around his partner's forearm. Liam was older, stronger than Steve, and Steve had only come of age a month ago. No wonder the omega wanted to see his peers. Liam didn't want to take this into account, he was too jealous.

"Come on, boy. Let's go home."

The alpha tries to encourage the omega by cooing, clearly not wanting to offend him with his harshness and jealousy. He casts sharp glances around, looking for alphas among the omegas with whom his Steve was talking. No alphas, to Liam's relief.