DOMINIC'S POV
The anger hit me like a wave, turning everything red. One second I was standing in the doorway, and the next I saw them—Jessica naked on the bed, her skin flushed and sweaty, Julian's head between her legs. I didn't think. My body just moved.
I crossed the room in two steps, grabbed Julian by his shirt, and hauled him off the bed. He stumbled backward and hit the wall.
"What the hell is wrong with you?" My voice came out low and rough, almost a growl.
Jessica grabbed the sheet and pulled it up to cover herself. Her hands were shaking. Her eyes were wide with fear. The smell of her—sweet and sharp and all omega—filled the entire room. It was driving me crazy.
Julian caught his balance against the wall. "Dominic, just wait—"
"Wait?" I took a step toward him, my hands ball
