Ember Frost’s POV

Henry wasn’t the same man we had met before. Back then, he carried himself with energy, like someone who always knew what to do next. Now, he looked worn out. His hair was all over the place, and the lines on his face had deepened. There was something heavy about him, like he’d been carrying too much for too long. He reminded me of someone who had spent days just trying to survive, with nothing left to give.

We had no idea what had happened to him out there, but it ...