onan kept moving through the trees, his pace fast enough that branches scraped against his shoulders as he passed.
I followed anyway.
The distance between us never changed, and with every step my irritation climbed higher.
“Ronan.”
He ignored me.
A frustrated breath left me.
“Are you seriously going to keep walking?”
That finally stopped him.
He turned slowly, already looking exhausted before his eyes even met mine.
“What?”
The single word landed flat, worn thin by whatever had been building inside him these last few days.
I stepped closer.
“Tell me what’s going on.”
His jaw flexed.
“It’s nothing.”
The answer came too quickly to sound believable.
“That’s a lie.”
A flicker crossed his face before he forced it away again.
“Aiden—”
“No,” I cut in. “Every time I ask what’s w
