A ​Sky Beyond the Storm (An Ember in the Ashes, #4)

by Sabaa Tahir

Suddenly, he is charging through the Karkauns and beside me once more, limping but alive. I grab his arm, ensuring that he’s real, and he glances up in surprise. “You—” Bleeding hells, I think I am crying. No. It’s sweat. It must be. “You’re—”