Chapter 12: Lochlann
Jealous. That’s what he was. Lochlann turned the feeling over and over like dough, examining it. He hated it, even as the intensity fascinated him. He hadn’t become enamored with anyone this strongly in years, and suddenly it was not one, but two, men. Of course they were together. Of course that only made Lochlann lust after them more.
Wren didn’t have them practice again that day, but the damage had already been done. Lochlann had seen how well Akton and Talfryn worked together, had been stabbed by the need to do the same, not with someone, not with anyone, with them. Which had to have been why Wren chose him—only she appeared thoroughly irritated with their tension. Yes, Lochlann had been losing, but that both of them thought him a good opponent…Well, it didn’t he
