An arm wrapped around her shoulders, jerking her back. Her ice clipped Texca’s neck but didn’t penetrate as she was hauled off her prey. She fought, but Robin held on with infuriating determination, putting himself between her and Texca. “Don’t!” Robin gripped her shoulders—and gods damn it, he was strong when he was desperate. “Please, don’t!” “What are you doing?” Misaki demanded in frustration. “He’s down. You don’t need to do that.”
Like mother like son
