Chapter 29

** Callen’s POV **

I find Remy where I knew I would.

Not far into the woods, just beyond the clearing where we used to meet up to be alone. He’s sitting on a fallen tree, elbows on his knees, head down. The hoodie he wore earlier is bunched around his arms, like he pulled it off in frustration.

He doesn’t turn when I approach, but I know he hears me.

“Don’t,” he says, voice hoarse. “I’m not in the mood.”

I ignore that and sit beside him anyway, far enough to give him space, close enough to make sure he knows I want to be near him.

There’s a heavy silence for a moment before he exhales and gets to his feet.

I look up at him, his eyes bloodshot and raw. Has he slept at all?

He opens his mouth as if about to say something, then thinks better of it and turns away, walking with purpose back towards the house.

Classic Remy… fight or flight, there’s no in between with him.

I catch up to him just before the tree line thins out near the cabin.

He slows when he hears