Draven POV

“Alpha!” Ethan’s friend called out, running towards us, as we walked away from his office.

I turned, raising an eyebrow, and then the corner of my lips twitched slightly as I looked at his feet and noticed that he was barefoot.

“Oh.” He followed my gaze, rubbing one foot against the other as if he was trying to hide them. “I don’t really like wearing shoes indoors. Have to let the toes breathe and all that.”

“Your shoe wearing habits are none of our ...