Julian’s POV
I saw everything. Roman touching Amber’s face. Her reaching up to clasp his wrist. Roman leaning down to kiss her with the fireworks going off behind them.
Inside, something broke. The dam I had built to hold back the flood of possessive and aggressive feelings inside of me cracked straight down the middle.
Unable to stop myself, and mostly unwilling to, after seeing this man put his hands and his mouth on my mate, I surged forward through the crowd. Grabbing Roman by the front of his shirt, I yanked him away from Amber and then punched him square in the face.
Roman cupped his jaw a moment like he couldn’t quite believe what I’d done. But then, very quickly, she straightened, recovering, and seemed ready to fight back.
Good. I could use the exercise, and I’d finally have
