Her lips curled up. “I should talk you out of whatever you’re thinking.” “But you’re not going to,” Reaver cast over his shoulder. Her smile widened. “Nope.” Now, my brows shot up. “Really? You’re the true Primal of Life.” “I’m also extremely petty and prone to acts of violence when angered,” she replied. “Well, now we know where you got that from,” Casteel murmured.
