Cassien’s POV
“Upset again, brother?”
Riven knew how to work on my nerves. I spun around from the window without a word, heading for the couch in our lounge.
“Drowning yourself in wine wouldn’t change the inevitable,” he said, taking a seat.
“And what could that be?” I asked.
“That she desires me more than you. It’s normal. I’m the best at winning over hearts.”
I took a sip of my drink, saying nothing. It’s been an anthem he’s sung fervently these past few days —claiming to know her better than I would.
I knew he was trying to rile me up, and I wasn’t going to give him that victory. “But tell me, brother, why hold back? She wanted it,” Riven said.
That look on Kaelen’s face was enough to make me want to take her. Those eyes —they held so much lust as she looked at me. Seductive at
