"No. Your power, the magic—I saw the panther." Talon looked undone, her eyes startled and her black-scale uniform chewed up in places by the fog. Kier spun to face me again, even as he helped support Talon across the street. "Ah," I breathed, shifting my weight. "Yeah. Turns out I can use magic, too." "That's impossible," Kier growled, all evidence that he'd wanted me wiped away. Thank fuck for that. Talon shook her head, disagreeing. "Not if you're bond-mates."
