Devin’s POV
The guards looked surprised as they saw me burst into the park.
“Where’s is my brother?” I asked the guards nearest me, pulling him by his collar. He shook his head to show he didn’t know.
I pushed him away, feeling the blood dripping from my forehead. Avane followed behind me. His dark-blue cloak, in tatters.
“Dylan!”
I called as my hand rapped against his door.
“Go away.”
His answer came from behind the door, almost a growl.
“I know you do not want to see me after everything, but you have to, cause this is very much important,” I said, as I continued banging the door.
My hand hit open air, landing on the soft side of a human flesh.
I removed my hand to see I had landed a blow on Dylan’s face, and he didn’t look too happy about it.
“What is it?” He asked, rubbin
