Well, here were the ugly facts. She had no mad-ninja-skillz to rely on and her family didn’t know where she was. She didn’t know where she was. The only way she was leaving was if this creature allowe...
I don’t do magic. I turn your attention back to Friday night and the big-ass sword I was carrying. My job is to run and swing.
This woman was consuming him, bit by bit. She was becoming the reason and the reward of his existence, and if he did not shield himself, everything he did not have to give would belong to her.
Laire, get back here! You do not drink before we meet with our mortal enemy.
You are sweet to be so concerned over my love life, but I’ve decided only to date guys who have bigger swords than me.
Make no mistake, little human. You are under my protection now, and I protect what is mine.
