Callie"s words burn in my ears as I face the dozen or so men who rush toward us. We throw everything we"ve got at them. Fire bursts from Will’s fingertips, and the fire mage isn’t holding back in the least as his magic lights the night sky. James and I throw translucent balls of magic that shimmer as they fly and explode when they connect with their intended targets, an attack that would make any witch proud.
James, Will, and I stand shoulder-to-shoulder in front of Callie, a wall of muscle and magic. She may be powerful in her own right, but she"s barely trained, and none of us even want to consider risking her life. And not because if she dies then the battle would be over before it’s even started. That might be what our enemies see, soldiers protecting their queen, but it’s love that k
