“I know she’s kind,” I pushed out. Talking was a bitch when your teeth weren’t made for a human mouth. “I know her compassion is greater than her sense of self preservation. She’s brave and—” “Brave? The girl is scared of everything. She stammers when she speaks and she jumps at all sudden movements.” Lucien ground his teeth together. “Calling her brave is like claiming the rain is dry.” “She’s brave,” I snarled. “Maybe it’s not the loud kind of courage of a male preparing to fight, but it’s courage all the same. She threw herself at Kieran to save Jason, for fuck’s sake!”
