I decided the Alchemists needed an entire department devoted to handling Adrian Ivashkov.

The ghost of a smile flickered across his lips. ‘You’re always the voice of reason. Just try listening to yourself once in a while.

We can't do this without you," I managed at last. "Everyone talks about my powers, but you're the badass here.

My life was split by two worlds, but he kept me whole.

Good God. Men everywhere.

He shook his head in mock sympathy. "I tell you, Sage. Sometimes I think I am the one who needs to take out the restraining order on you.

Okay," I said, clasping her hand. "I swear it. The next time I do something stupid that might get me killed, you can come along.