All laughter faded from Myles’ eyes. “If you’re going, so am I.”
“Myles, you’re human.”
“And what? That’s a bad thing now?”
Brea sighed. “No, but you don’t have magic. This isn’t a fight for you.”
Myles started to say something else, but Lochlan cut him off. “The boy comes.” The glare he shot Brea should have frozen her, instead it sent fire blazing through her. Who did he think he was?
“Myles isn’t your friend.” She narrowed her eyes. “His safety is my responsibility.”
“The boy comes,” he repeated before turning on his heel and walking away. Myles followed him without a word.
Brea rubbed the back of her neck as she watched them walk side by side.
“I think we’ve been replaced.” Finn stepped up to her side, laughter in his voice.
“Well, if I could choose me or Myles to be friends w
