Oliver's back hit the cold marble wall. His breathing was shallow, hands shaking at his sides.
James stood in front of him—tall, dangerous, his silver eyes glowing with that unrelenting alpha heat. The bond was too strong. Too loud. It screamed inside Oliver's head.
"I don't want this," Oliver whispered, voice cracking.
James didn't budge. "That doesn't matter. I've already scented you. You're mine."
Oliver flinched.
The alpha leaned in, his voice dropping low and dark. "I can protect you better than anyone. I can give you a life away from the Vincents. From him."
He meant Sam.
But before Oliver could speak—
A snarl echoed down the corridor.
Then—
BAM.
A solid fist collided with James's jaw, sending him stumbling back two steps.
"Don't you ever touch him again," Sam growled, stepping in between them.
James straightened, slow and furious, his tongue sliding over the corner of his lip where blood had bloomed. "Well, well… the infamous True Blood Alpha finally shows himself."
But Sam ignored him.
He turned to Oliver instead. Gently.
"Are you okay?" Sam whispered.
Oliver nodded quickly, eyes wide, still shaken. His fingers clutched Sam's sleeve like a lifeline.
Sam pulled him into a protective hug, holding him close—his scent washing over Oliver like a shield. Then, without looking back, he started walking away with Oliver in his arms.
James didn't stop them.
He didn't speak.
But his jaw clenched, eyes burning with restrained fury.
Because James knew something Oliver didn't.
Something Sam didn't think anyone else had figured out yet.
That Sam—
The Vincent heir—
Was Noah's mate.
And if Sam thought James was a threat to Oliver now…
He had no idea what was coming once Noah claimed him.
James stood alone in the hall, wiping the blood from his jaw, a dark smile curling at the edge of his lips.
"Run while you can, Vincent. But we all belong to the same fire now."
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