Love is Hell; Mate is Heaven
His jaw locked.
Where were Navy and Vivian? And who the hell was that guy leaning into Mabel?
Rage flashed across his face. He didn’t think. He moved.
He vaulted the waist-high rail, landing on the dance floor without breaking stride. Music blasted, but the crowd melted away under his Alpha aura, parting like water.
“That’s how Moses split the sea,” Adrian muttered, amused.
Tyler didn’t laugh. His gut twisted. Whoever that idiot was, he was about to pay.