Chapter 8 YOU BELONG TO ME

Once Canan and Archer entered the house, they made a beeline for the second floor, where they knew their alpha would be. They reached for the door just as Gary opened it from the inside. "Gary, what are you doing here?" Canan asked, his voice laced with confusion. Gary didn’t respond immediately. Instead, he handed a note to Archer, who looked at it with a puzzled expression. "I need you to get these for me," Gary said curtly, closing the door again before either of them could step inside the room. But Canan had caught another scent—sweet, distinctly feminine—lingering in the air, wafting out from the bedroom and permeating the entire house. "What is this? Is this a shopping list?" Archer frowned as he unfolded the paper his alpha had given him. He tilted his head and looked at Canan, perplexed. "Does the alpha want us to go shopping?" His tone was incredulous. Canan furrowed his brows and took the note from Archer, scrutinizing it. It was, indeed, a shopping list. "What's going