A nervous laugh slipped out of Aiden’s throat. “Aria, no, it--it’s not you. That’d be ridiculous.”

Only now do the pieces seem to fall in place for Clyde. “Wait, you think your dumb ass is the Custodian?”

Aiden looked completely out of it at this point, still mumbling under his breath how it couldn’t be true. Clyde, meanwhile, practically sprang up onto his feet, wolfish features starting to poke through. He began pacing between me and the rock, to which I could only sigh ...