Ember’s POVI groaned in frustration, kicking dirt away.I hated walking beside Rowan.He never said a word, never even looked my way, and somehow still managed to radiate enough judgment to make me want to set his coat on fire. Which, to be fair, I’d done once before. He still hadn’t forgiven me for that.The forest path stretched long and narrow ahead of us, the mist curling low over the ground. Every few seconds, I could feel the tension rolling off him like heat from a furnace. It made the air feel heavier, harder to breathe.Typical Rowan. Always brooding. Always a walking thunderstorm.“You know,” I started, because silence wasn’t my thing, “for someone who needs my help, you’re doing a terrible job pretending you don’t hate me.”He didn’t even glance at me. “I don’t need to pretend.”Ouch.I smirked, pretending that one didn’t sting. “I thought you said well you're still the charmer I remember.”He grunted in response. A real conversationalist, my brother.We moved deeper into
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