Malachai
I sat on the edge of my bed, cleaning the claw marks on my chest. The antiseptic burned, but not as much as my pride.
A human woman had saved my life.
Well, not completely human. But still.
I kept seeing it over and over. The giant's hands around my throat. The world going dark. Then Calla appeared out of nowhere like some kind of avenging angel.
Her claws had been real. Her speed had been real. The way she'd moved... it was f*****g amazing.
"f**k," I muttered, pressing a bandage to the deepest cut.
Someone knocked on my door. "Come in."
Jordan walked in, grinning like an i***t. "How's the patient?"
"Alive. No thanks to you."
"Hey, I was busy keeping the princess safe. You're the one who decided to wrestle with a rock monster."
I shot him a look. "That 'princess' is the
