Ryker's rage was a low, terrifying storm. His voice was a blend of a deep growl and raw anger, barely controlled. "Why didn't you tell me about this earlier?" he demanded, his eyes blazing. "Why are you only saying it now?"
Ryker knew, intellectually, that he was being unfair. He had promised Aiden he wouldn't be angry, and yet here he was, unable to control the visceral surge of fury.
Logically, he had no right to be angry at Aiden, but he really couldn't control the anger. If Aiden had kissed someone before they even knew each other, it would be a completely different matter, and Ryker certainly wasn't in a position to judge, given his own history before meeting his mate.
But this wasn't an innocent, pre-relationship kiss. Aiden had been kissed by Zane just this morning, hours just before their first official kiss, and he was kind of blaming himself too because if he hadn't left Aiden there with Zane then the kiss wouldn't have happened.
