Nick POV
I arrive at the food court. I go to the table where my friends are sitting, and I take the seat next to Logan, b***h ass. He turns to look at me, then stands up and snaps.
“Why the f**k do you smell like Mariah?" Logan growls.
“You better watch your f*****g mouth.” I growl.
“Or what? What are you going to do, Nick?" Logan snaps.
"Logan, calm down. I’m sure my brother has a perfectly good explanation for it.” Rose says.
"Yeah, Logan, Mariah is like a little sister to Nick, so I’m sure it was nothing serious, right, bro?”. Josh says it makes me cringe at the thought of Mariah as my sister, if only he knew.
“Well? I’m waiting.” Logan says it impatiently.
I raise an eyebrow, my wolf clawing to come out; he wants to beat the s**t out of Logan for acting like he owns what’s ours
