Tamzin reached out her hands, looking keenly into Ella’s eyes. The woman’s nails were strange, thick and tapered to a point, curling slightly, thin scars lining the skin at the centre of her fingertips. “I am a daughter of Kaygan, one of his guardians.” Tamzin’s eyes flickered from deep brown to sapphire blue, her pupils stretching to slits. Her nails extended out, the scars on her fingertips opening, claws curling. “This continent hunted our kind to near extinction. Used us as weapons, as tools. But here we are, alive and free. You are not alone anymore, Ella. And you never will be again.”
