Owen
"What the f**k was that!?" Zack bellowed, hot on my heels as I stormed inside.
"She was dancing with another male. I stopped it. End of story." I griped.
"After I had just finished telling you both that I was going to ask her to dance?! You totally stole my moment!"
"Your moment?!" I scoffed, turning back to him. "How long exactly were you going to wait? Until the creep had his hands up her skirt?" I growled.
"Let's take it down a notch guys," Noah said, stepping between Zack and me, who had gotten almost nose to nose with each other. "Zack, you know he didn't mean ill towards you in interceding. She is his mate as much as yours, and he stopped another male from groping her. But next time, Owen, let him have his moment."
Zack and I turned away from each other, taking a few
