Amber: July: Mystic Zodiac, Book 7 by Brandy Walker

didn’t expect to see Theo again after I kicked him out of bed. What about you?”
    Amber pretended to glance up, because Goddess knew she’d been keeping a covert eye on him after that first look, and watched Andreas prowl across the hardwood floor. People naturally got out of his way without so much as a nudge or word from him. A predatory smile curved his lips, sending an all over shudder through her body.
    “I had an idea he would show up again.”
    “Oh really?” Brit sounded intrigued. “And what time did your wolf leave you this morning?”
    Amber felt the flush of embarrassment rush to her cheeks. She looked back down at the glasses in front of her. She was supposed to be filling up a tray of beers for one of the waitresses, yet that hadn’t happened yet. “When I got to work,” she murmured, grabbing up a glass and filling it.
    Amber didn’t need to look at Brit to know the woman had a shit-eating grin on her face. “Well, I’ll be damned. The wolf took you down, didn’t he?”
    More like went down and it was damn good. “You have some customers at the other end. Might want to take care of them before Frost comes out here and flips.”
    Brit laughed loudly and sauntered away. “Oh, Amber. You have it bad for that man, and it’s only been one day.”
    Amber ignored her co-worker and continued filling the beer order. Steph came around the end of the bar and grabbed the tray right after Amber set the last glass down.
    “You have it bad for what man?” A low growl sounded next to her. One that sounded a lot like Andreas.
    She looked over to where Steph had just been standing and found Andreas there. His eyes did that wolfie glow thing, and his nostrils flared. She was ridiculously turned on by the show of jealousy.
    She wanted to say who do you think , but squelched the thought. That wasn’t something a woman who wanted to stay single and unattached would say.
    “I see you’re back for more.”
    “There was never any doubt. I told you I would be here. I’m not leaving you, Amber.”
    “Well, you aren’t getting back there.” Frost’s deep voice came out of nowhere. “Customers stay on the other side of the bar.”
    Andreas turned around slowly. She could see the tension running through his back, shoulders, and arms. His hands curled into fists and, for the first time in all the years she’d worked at the bar, she was afraid for her boss. A pissed off, territorial wolf was nothing to sneeze at. Not even if the man pissing off said wolf was a bear.
    “I know where I belong,” Andreas said, a thread of steal coating his words.
    The bar went quiet. Everyone could feel the energy of the two Alpha males squaring off.
    Frost’s eyes narrowed. Amber saw the bear ripple beneath the surface. A soft silver shimmer flowed over his skin. It was the freakiest thing to see, in her opinion. It also scared the shit out of her; because she knew what Andreas did next would either mean a fight between the two animals or a hearty laugh and a handshake.
    Amber inched up behind Andreas, unsure of the best way to approach him. She placed her hand on his back before leaning in. “Andreas,” she said on a whisper.
    He curled an arm around her, anchoring her to his back. “I protect what’s mine,” he rumbled.
    She wrapped her free arm around his waist. “But no one is threatening me.”
    “He is.” The words were almost inhuman. She could feel his body vibrating with the power of his wolf, and could make a damn good guess that his wolf’s teeth were pushed through his gums. Also, if she could see his hand, there would be claws instead of nails.
    An oppressive heat blasted over them. She sucked in a harsh breath. When her lungs had enough, she exhaled and suddenly the heat was gone. The tension drained from Andreas, and she could hear Frost chuckle.
    “You two make a great pair.” There wasn’t the slightest remnant of Frost’s bear to be heard.
    “I think so too.” Andreas’s arm loosened, and she