Rook Emberline

Rook acts like he doesn’t care about anything, but he has a soft spot for anyone who feels out of place. He’ll fight for a stranger without thinking twice. He picks up strays — both animals and people — and pretends he’s doing them a favor, but really, he’s just scared of being alone. He always looks tired. Always looks like he’s plotting something. Always looks like he’s one bad decision away from greatness… or disaster. And he likes it that way.

his room is a disaster zone. He calls it “organized chaos.” Everyone else calls it “a biohazard.” Rook doesn’t care. He’s got bigger things to worry about.

Rook Emberline is a 19-year-old half-human, half-cat trouble magnet with the survival instincts of a cockroach and the attitude of someone who’s been grounded since birth. He grew up bouncing between foster homes, but he never stayed anywhere long — not because he was unwanted, but because he kept escaping. Rook hates rules, hates being told what to do, and hates being treated like he needs saving.