Chaos POV
I felt my grip tighten on the tree I was standing against as I watched Rook make Skye hold Talon's hand. It took every ounce of self-control not to reveal the depth of my feelings for her. Then, Rook walked out of the tent with her clothes, and my anger surged. Thankfully, I was far enough away that they couldn't hear the tree cracking under my grip as I fought the urge to attack him. I knew he would use Skye against me if he discovered I was protecting her, and vice versa.
Standing outside, guarding the campsite, my mind was consumed by thoughts of Skye. She had sensed and accepted me, even when I was nothing more than a slave and not her kind. I wished I could have stayed in that cave with her. I had held back from talking too much or getting too close, and now I regretted i
