“Fuck your rules,” I spat, tremors skating through me. “And my sanity right along with them,” he bit out. “Do you even understand how close you were to death, Sera? Even if you killed the Shade above you, there were at least a dozen more waiting. If I hadn’t felt you and intervened—yet again, if I might add—” “No, you may not.” “You would be dead,” he seethed.