I’m not too stubborn to understand that I need your help if you’re willing to offer it, but I need to learn to protect myself, and I’m not yours.” Nadir sucks in a sharp breath and it’s obvious he wants to argue. His jaw flexes, and his eyes flash with sparks of crimson. “No, but you will be,” he says, and there is a solemn oath hidden in those words. The expression on his face tells me this is far from the last I’ve heard of this, but I must stay strong.
