Nikola's POV
"Fight back!"
I shook my head. I was not going to lay a hand on him. My legs were a bit shaky as I wobbled to my feet. I barely had time to look up – a hard knock came piercing through my chest and I flew back. My head hit the hard soul first, then my back. The white pain rain across my spine like spider webs and shot all the way through my arms.
"Fight back!" His voice was hoarse.
"Talk!" he screamed and took a staggered breath. "Fight or talk!"
NIK!" Now he was begging.
Don't plead. I'm here, Sammy. I'm still here.
Before I gave into my weakest impulses a familiar heat rushed in front of my face and stood tall between me and my raging brother. I closed my eyes for a second and relished in the sweet relief the heat brought. Much like my own flames, these were here to protect me – us.
Oh, Lissa, I love you too.
