RYKER
I moved closer to Rowan slowly and wrapped my arm around his shoulder in what might have looked like a brotherly gesture to anyone watching, but was really a strategic move to keep him from walking away.
I needed him to get on board with this plan and I would use every tactic I knew to make it happen.
"Come on brother," I coaxed, keeping my voice friendly and persuasive while my grip on his shoulder remained firm. "Do you not want her here? Be honest with yourself. Do you really want her to go back to Stormshadow?"
Rowan's jaw clenched and I watched the muscle jump under his skin. His throat worked as he swallowed hard, his Adam's apple bobbing with the effort. His hands had curled into loose fists at his sides.
"No," he admitted quietly. "But you know there is no way we can actually keep her here."
