Wolf-Speaker (Immortals, #2)

by Tamora Pierce

I do not need to fly through death to know what it looks like, replied her host. I do not have to bathe in danger when I know what it smells like.

“Now to find Tristan, if he survived the excitement. I hope he did.” A cold glint in his eyes made the girl shiver. “I have some things to say to him, and none of them are ‘Goddess bless.’”