18 “It’s not a competition."

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Kelani Kelani pushed his jealousy down as he walked into his room. He was with her now – in that room alone with a bed and damn door. f**k. He wouldn’t do anything. They agreed not to do anything until they found a solution to separate Triam’s mate’s soul from Fallen. That’s if there was a solution. Right then it didn’t seem like it. Fuck. Kelani pulled his clothes off roughly and walked to the bathroom. The door to the walk-in closet opened and his servant, Yara walked out with his evening clothes hung over his arm. He looked over at him with hurt. “I cannot believe you left without me not once, but four times. I’m supposed to be by your side." Kelani grimaced. Yara was not only his servant, he was supposed to be what Oren was to his father once he became king. He was going to be

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