Mark halts his laugh at what his friends had spewed, sniffing the air to sense a burning pheromone that's detected as anger. His sharp eyes dart around the cafeteria, sensing the scent coming from a table nearby.

"Just leave me alone," Your voice is heard, and he spots you glowering at a male much taller than you, presumably an alpha.

As he sees the male attempt to grasp your wrist, Mark darts out of his seat, walking towards you two, a musky scent radiating from him.