I watch as he leans in. Watch as his lips brush hers in a kiss that’s gentle and lingering. Watch as she melts into it like it’s the most natural thing in the world.
My hand tightens around the bottle until I fear I’m going to break it.
“Seth.” Leon sets his whiskey down, his voice sharp now. “What the hell is going on?”
I can’t look away. Can’t tear my eyes from Zane as he steps back, murmuring something to her before he turns and walks away. Selene stands there watching his retreating form, a dazed, happy expression on her face as she touches her lips. Like he just gave her some treasured thing instead of taking what should be mine.
The mate bond roars in my chest—angry, possessive, demanding I move. But my body won’t obey.
“Seth.” Leon grabs my shoulder, trying to get me to look at
