Chapter 27.

Kane.

“Say whatever is on your mind, or stop looking at me like that,” I frowned at Jett through the floor-length mirror. He was summoned to prepare me for the feast as was the custom, but Jett stood behind me with his arms folded and a sly smile on his lips while an omega did his job.

“I have nothing to say,” he chuckled and shook his head.

“But I just remember you saying something about never letting a certain someone bec–”

“She’s not becoming anything!” I interjected before he could finish the statement. He held his arms up in mock surrender, and I shot him a glare.

“The goddess chose her,” I mumbled under my breath because that had been my response a few nights ago when she bumped into me in the kitchen. My body wasn't the only thing she bumped into that night. The feel of her tiny body in my arms, right where she belonged, set me off in many ways that I disliked. Her warm gaze had watched me that night, brown eyes searching for some type of redemption in that night dress she