Holy damn these men are possessive of their women, "a stab of jealousy pierced Leif’s chest. His berserker growled , impatient with the other male stealing Naya’s attention." When handling his woman patience is a must, "he held his breath, counting to ten. “Look”— he smiled at her and leaned forward—“ I want you. You want me. Why not make it easier on both of us and share a bed?” I really liked this book and it's characters it's going to be one hell of a series.