Levi felt a dry amusement. There was something absurd about an alpha saturating the room with his own scent while interrogating an omega about his partner.
"He is doing well," Levi answered briefly, returning his attention to his noodles.
A heavy silence settled over them as Damon simply watched him eat.
"Is that all?"
"That is all," Levi replied curtly.
Damon's baritone laugh rumbled through the space. "Fair enough. I should take my leave." He stood up and straightened his coat, making it as far as the door before pausing.
"Have you looked at the announcement yet?" Damon noted, as if the thought had only just occurred to him.
"It would be in your best interest to do so," the alpha nodded. "Feel free to visit at your convenience." With that, he departed.
***
The penthouse doors closed and Levi's nose caught the smell of old spicy wood that had immediately intensified the moment he stepped in.
