A ferocious growl ripped from George. "What did you say!?"
Owen frowned at George. "Did you think that enjoying with a woman is reserved only for you?"
George's whole body twitched as his muscles rippled and his aura burst in anger.
George's vision narrowed at Owen who was recoiling from George's aura, but Owen managed to pull Zina to stand behind him.
George tensed in preparation to jump at the bastard in an apron when he felt a splash of cinnamon scent and a small body clinging to him.
"Not me!" Dawn exclaimed. "He is talking about Zi!"
George looked at Dawn with a deep frown. "What!?"
Dawn smiled helplessly. "Can you calm down and see what's going on? Owen and Zi are mates."
George closed his eyes and released a sharp breath while retracting his aura. "What the hell!? Is this a joke? It's not funny."
