Calix’s POV
I leaned back in the plush seat of the private jet, the low hum of the engines filling the cabin, but my attention was far from the steady drone of the aircraft. My eyes flickered toward Kane, who sat a few feet away, his jaw clenched, his fists balled tight in his lap.
He was struggling, no, fighting with everything he had to maintain control. His gaze kept darting toward her, toward Hazel, as if it took every ounce of his willpower not to reach out and claim her the way I had.
And I knew exactly what that felt like. I'd been there earlier, battling myself, trying to stay in control, and I had failed miserably. Completely.
To think I was supposed to be the most reserved of us brothers, the one who could keep his cool no matter what. But the second I saw her, the second h
