Varek:
She weighed almost nothing in my arms, but her presence was a thunderous ache in my chest.
I carried her through what remained of the tall grass; her skin streaked with ash, her breath shallow, her head resting against my collarbone as if she’d lost all will to hold it up on her own. Her fingers curled slightly, twitching as if she were still casting fire in her dreams.
She’d nearly died, and she had done it alone.
I ground my teeth, rage smoldering just beneath the surface.
I had so much rage toward the creature that had dared touch my mate and just as much rage at myself for not getting to her sooner, not to mention my rage at fate for stringing her along like a marionette.
“You see it now, don’t you?” Cassian’s voice echoed in my mind—sharp yet soft like a blade sheathed i
