"ronan wouldn’t do something like that,” Blaise said with a tired, crooked smile.
Through the bond Kaela felt the storm inside him—his reluctance to leave her warring with lifelong loyalty to his twin.
“I know it’s hard to believe right now, but he does care about me as an older brother. He’s not going to keep sending me farther and farther away just to keep us apart.” Blaise gently took the shirt from her hands and pressed a soft kiss to her knuckles instead.
The sweetness soothed her for half a second. Then the possibility of losing him permanently crashed back in.
“He’s an asshole,” she said through gritted teeth. “How can you stand him? You *know* this is a ploy.”
“He’s my older brother. My twin.” Blaise gave a helpless little shrug. “What else am I supposed to do but love him? He
