"Sit. You're giving me a crick."

I pulled off my coat and sat down. "He's being ridiculous."

"His entire life he'd been told he was a chosen one. Then he wasn't. You were. None of the regular rituals worked on him and the one thing that did make him Rasha was some witchy ceremony. Half of him is convinced it's temporary and the other half is terrified that even if it isn't, the Brotherhood will find out and take the magic away." Kane fixed a strand of his black spiky hair. ...