Page 27 of Marked By Him

“Thank you. Maybe some other time,” he replied, his tone void of any emotion.

“I’ll see you tonight, though?” Hers was hopeful.

“Of course.”

Tonight?

He had plans with her tonight. She’d cooked for him. She knew his favorite meal.

A sudden wave of possessiveness crowded my chest and squeezed my heart.

He doesn’t belong to you. He had a life before you got here.

The woman turned to walk away but smirked as she looked over her shoulder at me. I fought off pangs of jealousy as I watched her saunter back to one of the houses.

The shadow of Roman’s tall frame loomed over me, shrouding me in his presence, consuming me. I refused to look up. I didn’t want to make eye contact with him to reveal my insecurities.

But another voice slipped in between us. “God, it’s a beautiful morning. Don’t you think?”

My gaze shot upward, locking with a pair of blazing blue eyes that matched Roman’s. This man had messy blond hair and smooth skin. No baldness. No stubble. He was younger. Mischief glinted in his eyes instead of danger.

“Shouldn’t you be at the guard shack?” Roman asked him.

“My brother can be so rude sometimes.”

His brother.We’d just unlocked another secret. Another part of him had been revealed. It felt like I’d been given the end of a thread. I wanted to keep pulling it, keep unraveling it until we were both bare.

The younger guy held a hand out in an offering. “I’m Isaiah. The handsome one.” He licked his lips as his eyes swept over me. “I see why Roman wanted to keep you to himself.”

Wait.He knew about me? He knew Roman had been keeping me.

I accepted his hand. There was no sizzle of electricity when we touched. The air didn’t buzz. My stomach didn’t turn into knots. I wasn’t sure why I expected it to. That only happened with Roman.

It had onlyeverhappened with Roman.

I didn’t see him watching as I touched his younger brother, but I felt his gaze searing through me.

“I’m Evangeline.”

“Evangeline,” Isaiah slowly repeated, as if rolling the name over his tongue.

I dropped his hand. “But you can call me Eve.”What did Roman tell you?

“Eve.” He clicked his tongue, then swallowed. “Nowthatis interesting.” He faced his older brother. His brows drew together as they locked eyes. “You brought her out. Has there been a change of plans?”

Plans? What plans?

Roman’s jaw clenched. “No.”

“That’s too bad. I might have finally done a claiming.”

The air went frigid.

Roman’s eyes went black. His nostrils flared. “The ceremony isn’t a game, Isaiah.” His tone was calm and quiet but the words rang loud and fierce.

“Who said I was playing?”

A chill darted up my spine, making the hair on my nape stand up. I had no idea what ceremony they were talking about, but I got the feeling it was important. My gaze ping-ponged between them.

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