Embers (The Dark in You Book 4)

Harper’s only worry was that they couldn’t count on Asher’s demon to cloak itself at all times. Since the battle at the rainforest, the demon had occasionally dropped the cloak when Asher was at home—maybe because it trusted that its parents wouldn’t reject it.

. “Dan said there’s no maliciousness in the crows’ minds. He said it’s almost like they’re drawn here

What’s with the crows?” asked Tanner, who was lazing on a wooden bench in the shade.

Tracking his gaze, Harper squinted at the gathering of crows in the high trees.

Instead, he rose to his feet, plucked her off the sofa, and then sat with her straddling him. “Better.”

Thrusting both hands into her hair, he soothingly massaged her head. Her eyes fell closed on a soft moan

Knox looked at Harper. “I’m not sure if even you could calm me and my demon if something were to happen to Asher.” And that was a frightening thought

Harper stroked a hand over Asher’s hair, who was sitting on her lap and toying with her necklace

Khloë took Asher to the vending machine, bumped her fist on the side of it, and there was a whirring sound as it dropped a Hershey’s bar.

Keenan shook his head. “I’ve tried to do that, I really have.”

“We all have,” said Harper. But it was a thing that only Khloë and her father seemed able to do

He didn’t wave back. His little face scrunched up in a way that made Tanner chuckle.

Noticing that Asher was waving, she smiled. But then she saw that he wasn’t waving at Levi or Knox. He was waving at something much higher up. “What is it, little man?” She tracked his gaze and grimaced. “Oh. More crows.”

Harper humphed. Asher did the same thing pretty much every meal time. Of course, the bowl and spoon would initially be in her hands. But Asher would at some point pyroport them to himself and then proceed to paint his face and tray with what food he had left before then tossing the plastic dishware away. He’d often then pyroport the spoon back to his hand, only to throw it again.