Peniel
Cassian stood across us. His lips curled into a small smile, his fingers sliding effortlessly through his blond hair, the strands catching the faint glow of the lanterns. My gaze flicked to Lucian, whose clenched jaw gave away the tension simmering beneath his otherwise calm exterior. He watched Cassian like a hawk, his eyes dark with restrained anger.
"It's pathetic how you're dragging Peniel into your obsession," Cassian muttered, his voice low and laced with amusement. He stepped toward me, fingers brushing mine with a deliberate tenderness.
Lucian’s stare dropped to where our hands touched, his eyes narrowing. A strange humor bubbled up inside me. It was almost amusing how much it bothered him when Cassian’s hand grazed my skin, considering he couldn’t seem to let go of the p
