Reylan halted with the others, eyes fixed with calculating fury on the blade at her throat. Izaiah and Livia assessed both sides of the situation with lethal focus and consideration. Reuben was panting as he caught his breath, but he stood armed with two short daggers. Gods, she was in pain. On fire. But he was here, and even if the power claimed her this time, Reylan was here, and she could tell him… “Don’t you dare.” His voice was clear through the glare of light in her mind. Faythe
