My Father's Best Friend Is My Mate And My Stalker
I said darkly, then ran a hand through my hair again.
For a long moment, silence filled the room. I had finally stopped pacing, my palms pressed against the shattered table, breathing hard from my earlier outburst. Kaela and Rhydian stood near the corner, trying very hard not to meet my eyes.
Then, that deep rumble echoed within me — Kaelith.
"You do realize," he drawled lazily in my head, "you’re even more jealous than I am. And that’s saying something."
I froze, blinking once, twice, then muttered, “I am not jealous.”
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