Chapter 102: Caleb’s Jealousy
Caleb POV
My hand connected with Prince Ash’s perfect jaw before I even realized I was moving. The Fae prince stumbled backward, feeling his lip in surprise while everyone in the strategy tent stared at me.
"Caleb!" Lily gasped, rushing between us. "What are you doing?"
I couldn’t answer because I didn’t know. One moment I’d been listening to Prince Ash explain fight tactics to Lily, and the next I was throwing punches like some kind of animal. The worst part? I wanted to hit him again.
"I’m sorry," I said quickly, stepping back. "I don’t know what came over me."
Prince Ash fixed his jacket, looking more amused than angry. "Ah, I see what’s happening here."
"You see what?" I demanded, that strange angry feeling bubbling up again.
"Nothing," Lily said firmly, giving the Fae prince a warning look. "Caleb’s just stressed about the war. We all are."
But I caught the knowing smile on Prince Ash’s face, and it made me want to punch him again. What was wrong with me? I’d never been angry before. I was the quiet brother, the one who solved problems with books and plans, not fists.
"Perhaps we should continue this discussion later," said Dmitri the vampire, who’d been watching with interest. "When everyone’s feeling more... controlled."
As the magical leaders filed out of the tent, I noticed how they all seemed to look at Lily differently now. Not with the mistrust they’d shown before, but with something that looked almost like respect. Or worse - respect.