“Yeah,” Rin agreed tightly. “I do.”
Kelevra emitted a low growl before he could help it, and Baikal chuckled at his side.
“It’s literally his brother,” Kal reminded quietly, but Kelevra didn’t care.
The idea of his flower loving anyone else—loving someone when he didn’t even yetlikeKelevra—had him seeing red.
Rin walked closer and repeated in the same suspicious tone, “What?”
Someone laughed by the small ring, and his head turned to see who it was. Arlet was standing with Madden and a couple of Baikal’s Satellite.
“I’m so sick of her,” Baikal said. “Who invited the clingy music student?”
“Not me,” Kelevra stated, eyes narrowing at the way Rin was still watching her. He snapped his fingers in front of his face and Rin blinked at him as though surprised. “What do you think you’re doing, Flower?”
He scoffed. “Checking to make sure you didn’t do anything to her. That was your threat, remember?”
No, not really.
Oh. Right.
Kelevra waved his hand absently. “I picked the most innocent-looking person in this joint.”
Sila, who’d followed Rin closer, leaned into his brother’s back, but before he could get a word out Kelevra shot him a warning glare.
“Don’t even think about it, Imposter,” he snapped.
Sila’s brow winged up, his mouth twitching as he held back a smirk.
Rin’s reaction was the complete opposite, his brow dipping low in distaste as he slid his hands into his front pockets and shifted his stance. As if he was preparing to take Kelevra on. Again.
“I’m curious—” Sila began, this time directing his comment to Kel, only to have Rin send him a warning look over his shoulder, shutting him up.
“No,” Rin said, in a voice that left no room for argument, “You aren’t.”
“Apparently, I’m not,” Sila agreed, standing down, just like that. He shifted his attention toward the room, almost as though he was dismissing Kelevra and Baikal. Like now that he’d been ordered off participating, he was willingly separating himself from the goings on of present company.
All because Rin had given him a dirty look.
Why was that so…sexy?
It occurred to Kelevra then, that if Sila really was the Devil Rin had been referring to earlier,thiswas why Rin had been so confident that night at the penthouse. It was impossible to glean from a single interaction the dynamics of his relationship with his brother, but it was obvious that he at least maintained some control.
Suddenly, Kelevra was one hundred percent positive inviting his flower here had been the right call.
“Hey,” a blond guy with hair close to Rin’s golden shade—but not nearly as shiny—called from the center ring, drawing all of their attention his way. He waved an arm. “Someone fight me. I’ve got some serious steam to blow off.”
“Berga almost blew up the science lab at school,” Baikal drawled at Kelevra’s side.
“Again?” Kelevra chuckled.
“Flix,” he motioned to the guy still waving them over, “had to clean up the mess.”
“That was one of yours?” Sila asked, tilting his head. Most people struggled to hold the Brumal Prince’s gaze, the intensity, and darkness in his eyes too much for them, but Sila didn’t so much as blink as he waited for a response.
“Yeah,” Baikal said.
Sila turned to stare at Flix for a moment and then took a step toward the ring.
