"I am not running back to anyone," I said, gritting my teeth in frustration.
Then, I realized something. Was Rowan jealous of Cassian? A perplexed expression crossed my face, and I had to blink repeatedly to make sense of this new thought.
There had to be some sort of misunderstanding happening right now, because the streak of possessive jealousy that danced through his eyes couldn't be mistaken for anything else. It was so strong that I could almost feel it pulsing between us through the cursed mark.
But just because I felt it, it didn't mean I understood it one bit. How could he possibly be feeling jealous of Cassian out of all people? Cassian, who had just unwittingly poisoned himself with his own stupidity.
If Rowan was indeed jealous of him, he might as well be jealous of Jessie next.
