Marcus shook his head, his eyes moved to the content on the table, and he didn't know whether to laugh or cry. The table was a mess and all the veggies he got were wasted, Jerome placed all of them on the table and then chopped them into bigger sizes. Then the eggs, he couldn't even break an egg, but he claimed to be the strongest in his team. Marcus ribbed his forehead, seeing the waste on the table and how messed up his kitchen was.
"I give you five minutes, Jerome, clean this mess up!" He dashed out of the kitchen after that.
Jerome frowned as he watched the alpha walk out, but then his face brightens when he remembered something.
"And don't you dare use your disastrous magic in my kitchen!" Marcus yelled from his room.