I ran forward and his eyes widened in alarm as I crashed into him, dragging him into a bone-crushing hug. Lance Orion was the best fucking Airsentry in all of the academies.
“I’m not a fucking Lion,” Ryder disagreed. “You are. You’re Scar, Dante’s Mufasa and I’m Simba and Gabe is…Zazu.” “Don’t call me Gabe,” Gabriel snapped. “And Elise isn’t your fucking Queen, she’s my Elysian Mate.”