“Yes. You can train and talk with whomever you wish, Kanes. You’re not mine.” Khalani’s pulse hammered like she was dangling off the edge of a cliff. “I’m not?” “You say that like a question.” She pressed her lips into a thin line, determined not to say another word. Takeshi was the one to break the silence. “No, you aren’t mine, Kanes. If you were, you’d know it.” He leaned closer, his black eyes scorching. “I don’t like to share.”
