Maximus

Her tone was dry, but the way she looked at me was anything but. The fire under my skin responded, sparking hotter like it liked the idea of her trying to hold me down.

“I am not joking,” I said. “If the fire rises too far, you are the only one I trust to stop me.”

Rebecca’s brows drew together. “That is not fair. You are asking me to fight you while you are burning.”

“Yes,” I said simply. “Because you are the only one who can. The witch ...