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“When it comes to matters of the heart, even smart men can make reckless decisions. Dangerous decisions.”
I squeezed his hand again. “That’s what family is all about. Standing by each other’s side, even when you make the worst mistakes.” He said nothing, but the storm broke on his expression, a tentative hope cutting through the dark clouds of guilt.
Hope without reason is... it’s cruel.”
His touch felt like an anchor, a heavy weight that sank through the tempestuous sea of my panic and lodged me in solid ground.
My despair over my mother’s loss was a tattoo permanently etched beneath my skin, invisible to the world but never far from the surface.
“Do you really think you can take us all, mortal?” “Oh, just taking you would satisfy me enough.” I shot a sympathetic look between his legs. “That must be the first time a woman’s ever told you that.”
“But who decides who’s an enemy?” “The Crowns do.” “And what if the Crowns are the real enemy?”
I was not made to sit and do nothing. I was made to fight.
Don’t choose a mediocre life for a mediocre man. Go be exceptional. If he’s worth it, he won’t judge you. And if he’s really the one, he’ll come along for the ride.”
We never needed to see all of each other to love all of each other.”
There was something about the imminent terror of losing a loved one that coated our bones in steel and injected our veins with fire, giving us the will to face Death with defiance and push our bodies beyond anything we ever thought ourselves capable of.
“If the death of innocents is a cost we’re willing to pay, then we don’t deserve to be powerful.”
“You think I fear my own death?” he whispered in my ear. “Every day I draw breath is as much a curse as a gift. I’ve been living on borrowed time for longer than you can imagine. If you’re the way my fate finally catches up to me, I can’t fathom a more beautiful end.”
All this time, I’d dismissed Luther as someone ice-cold and heartless, too frosty to feel anything true. But Luther wasn’t cold at all. Luther was an inferno.
