Evan’s face flushed, going beet red.
“My relationship with Yena,” he said, is none of your business.”
Nolan knew full well what kind of relationship Evan wanted with Yena.
He could smell it. It almost made him laugh, to think that the boy actually felt he was fooling anyone. The way he followed his sister around, watching her every move…
Nolan’s blood felt hot. It gave him a tight, unpleasant feeling in his chest, thinking about Yena and Evan.
He took a step toward the door. Yena was still standing there on the porch in an embrace with her adoptive mother, oblivious to the conversation taking place inside.
The prince turned back to Evan and looked him dead in the eye.
“Why is it,” Nolan asked, “that you are so obsessed with her?”
Evan was silent for a few seconds. The two stare
