Iron and Magic (The Iron Covenant, #1)

by Ilona Andrews

If something happened to those two idiots, Elara would screech at him for days.

She walked toward the gates. When she wanted to, she moved like she was gliding. Mostly she stomped like a pissed off goat.

“What is he doing?” she ground out. “Not staying in his room like you told him to,” Dugas said. “I suppose he doesn’t like being grounded.”