Tyson watched Nick as he continued to sit on the rolling stool. It was evident that he was in deep conversation with his wolf. They were most likely arguing about Rowan refusing to heal Nick. Tyson was doing his best not to show his amusement at the situation. Nick was wearing a shirt that was too big for him, and he still had the tissues sticking out of his broken nose. Nick had always had the presence of an Alpha until this moment. Now, he looked utterly ridiculous.
“I smell our mate,” Rowan told Nick.
“No, you don’t. Olivia is not our mate,” Nick replied. His wolf had fallen for Olivia and urged him to claim her as their chosen mate. He knew Olivia was not their mate, yet he was persisting.
“Not Olivia! Someone else. It is faint, but they were in this room recently.”
“Are you positi
