He almost seemed offended, face tightening when I threw that statement his way.

Half, Mathias sent, sounding uncomfortable, though he approached me quickly, towering over me by at least a foot, wide shoulders square inside the deep blue of his wool pea coat.

Reena. Anything?

She's not here. I heard the hiss in the demon girl's mental voice. She returned from prowling the kitchen, eyes darting to a heavy door beside the stairs. We all turned to it as a ...