His hand rose to my face as if to grab it once again. I jerked back and raised a clenched fist in warning. Even if I’d already lost, I sure as hell would go down swinging. He laughed and dropped his arm. “You got fight in you, girl. We need more of your kind around here.” He turned back to the man in the center. “I say let her in.” “Then it’s decided,” the Father said. A dark smile curved his lips. “Welcome to the Guardians of the Everflame.”
