#Chapter 79: Playing Defense

Evelyn Though the rogue camp had always smelled vaguely of smoke, the charred smell of burning fabrics and flesh was cloying now. Everything burned around us, with tents and makeshift structures quickly becoming engulfed in the fires we had set. Around us, embers danced in the air like lazy fireflies as Logan and I moved through the wreckage with sharp precision. We barely spoke as we moved further into camp, easily navigating through the smoky haze and the maze of burning tents. We didn’t need to exchange words. All that was needed was a glance here, a tilt of the head there. We moved like one being, one body, and one brain split in two. I had never been so in sync with someone in my life. But with Logan, there was no need for words. He read me like a book. I tried to ignore the intimacy of that, the fact that he knew my intentions with just a glance at my face. Whenever a frantic rogue crossed our paths, Logan and I were prepared, always coiled to strike. But before I