CLAUDE
Hernandez blanched. The fear rolled off him in waves, the sharp scent of it making my wolf stir. His jaw tightened, and he shot me one last glare before retreating, his useless bodyguards trailing after him.
I exhaled, realizing I'd been holding my breath.
"What was that?" I asked, my voice steadier than I felt.
Nikolia turned back to me, his expression softening, the cold predator from a moment ago gone.
"Nothing you need to worry about," he said, brushing his fingers through my hair, his touch sending a shiver down my spine. His lips hovered over mine. "Do you know him, Claude? I want you to stay away from men like that. I wouldn't want him hurting what's mine."
His words hit me like a punch to the chest. My heart stumbled, my wolf stirring at the possessivenes
