Lucas:
“The azric dagger is gone.” Rhett bursts into the room, sweating. I look up from my computer to stare at him quizzically. It’s just ten in the morning but it feels as if Rhett just spent all day working.
“The what?” I ask, raising my brows, I watch as Rhett paces back and forth in our room, his gaze torn between confused and shocked. Rhett is always calm, even when the world is burning down, he will maintain his very calm aura but right now, Rhett Rowan is panicking, I have never seen this side of him before.
“Calm down.” I bite out, switching off the computer. “Now tell me what’s going on.”
He runs his hand through his light copper brown hair, still looking as stressed as ever. If this guy doesn’t start talking, then he needs a punch to reset his head. He closes his eyes, takin
