Rowan's POV.
The second Kai stepped forward, out of the shadows, my mouth pulled into a slow smirk.
So he was the one behind the messages.
This pathetic setup.
He stood there, arms crossed, like he actually thought he looked intimidating with eight rogues flanking him like some budget villain. His coat was buttoned up to the neck like he thought that made him important. His jaw clenched when our eyes locked, but I could see it...the shake in his fingers, the tightness in his shoulders.
He was scared.
He tried to hide it, but it was there.
"You sent the texts?" I asked, my voice was calm like we were having a conversation in the school hallway and not in the middle of enemy territory.
Kai's eyes narrowed. "You shouldn’t have come."
I laughed. Actually laughed.
"You threatened me.
