The Serpent and the Wings of Night (Crowns of Nyaxia, #1)

by Carissa Broadbent

Regardless, they knew how to complement each other, Mische falling to the back while Raihn took up the forefront. Me? That wasn’t my style. I was used to fighting alone. Two decades of training from Vincent had taught me how to do that well: survive, alone.

“Where did this come from?” “What does it matter?” “It matters. Him?”

I grabbed Raihn’s hand—squeezed it hard, hard, hard—and oh, Mother, I couldn’t let him go, I couldn’t do this.