Book 2: Chapter 35:

Reid clutches to me, his body shaking as his hand drifts up to my hair, cupping the back of my head and tucking me to his shoulder. Xadner moves toward the ball of roots, rearing back his fist as he roars in anger and hammers through it.

Wood splinters, green and brown, showering down on him as he heaves and reaches through, grabbing the fae by her neck. She dangles, scratching his hand as she fee