Zane
The words tasted like ash in my mouth the moment I said them.
Because Kaius knew, he knew exactly what he was doing—standing behind her with his hands on her shoulders, his fingers brushing the bare skin of her neck as he fastened that necklace.
Asking me what I thought with that innocent tone that didn’t fool me for a second.
My nephew wasn’t stupid. He’d been raised in this world, taught to read power dynamics and exploit weaknesses. And right now, he was exploiting mine.
The fact that I had a weakness toward Tiana—that was the problem.
I should have been immune and be able to watch another man touch my mate and feel nothing beyond the mild territorial instinct the bond demanded.
Instead, I’d wanted to rip his hands off her body and break every finger that had dared linger o
