Chapter 47

• Author's POV
• The moment Kavian stepped into the camp, the heavy flap of the entrance still swaying behind him, Roshan was already there—waiting like a predator who had just scented blood. His jaw was clenched, arms folded tightly across his chest, eyes burning with an intensity that made it clear he’d been stewing in frustration for a while now.
• “You just couldn’t let me have her, could you?” Roshan snapped, stepping into his brother’s path. “You knew it was my turn with her.”