“My name is Fyran Voltanix”—his fingers curled, claws digging into the drywall—“and you are my mate. The police aren’t going to fucking save you from an alien trafficking ring, a hotel is not going to shield you from the people that are after you, and you are not going anywhere without me. I am the only one on this whole fucking world, in this whole fucking universe, who will keep you safe, and that is what I am damned well going to do whether you want it or not.”
