Third-person's POV
Nathan jumped to his feet, looking back and forth between Claire and Oliver.
The man had just called Nathan’s mate “gorgeous,” and was here to take her out on a date.
Nathan couldn’t believe it.
“What’s the meaning of this, Claire? What kind of game are you playing here?”
“Hey, watch the tone, buddy,” Oliver said, stepping into the room further. It was clear by his body language and the way he looked at Claire that he was prepared to stand between her and Nathan if necessary.
Nathan’s wolf, a sleek and powerful black wolf, snarled inside of him. The other man’s protective stance made his own hackles rise.
Who did he think he was, to try to come between Nathan and his mate?
Nathan snarled at Oliver, fiercely enough to give Oliver pause. Before he could respond,
