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Scott watched as Shane leaned against the bar with a drink in his hand.
"Where's your boy Rozanov?" Scott questioned.
Shane was startled by the question, hoping that Hunter didn't find out about him and his alpha.
"He is not my boy." Shane replied, though he could feel his cheeks warming up.
"I mean, the media is all about you two." Scott said, he scented the omega, feeling the ease returned to his features.
Shane nodded.
"Is that mean that you are available to be claimed?" Scott asked, his eyes sparkles as he noticed someone walking toward them.
"No, he's not avaliable." Ilya said possessively.
Scott nodded, was glad to know that even as the media shows them as enemies, love is in the air.