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It felt like I hadn’t slept in days.
But I was still on fire, so the mattress wasn’t an option.
“Are you hungry?” Quake asked me, still naked.
Odin.
Quake.
I had to decide what I was going to call him. It felt like a lie to keep up with the Quake thing when I knew his name, even though the irony of said name didn’t pass my notice.
“No.” My answer was sharper than I intended.
Like always.
I wasn’t trying to be cruel, I was just…
Struggling.
Always struggling.
And now, I was struggling whilealsoon fire.
That was just my damn luck.
I did feel better, now that I had magic, though. It felt like the fire had burned away some of my fear, which was good. Really, really good.
Hell, it was probably necessary, because I’d been scared out of my mind for the past few months.
“You were in the fire for three days, Margo. You must be hungry.” His voice was low and soft again.
Like always.
He was kind.
And I was a bitch.
I hated that it was our thing.
And… three days?
That was even longer than I thought.
I shoved a hand through my hair. It felt awful; caked in soot and ash.
At least it hadn’t burned off, I supposed.
“I don’t know, okay?” My voice was too harsh in my ears.
But I didn’t know how to soften it. Didn’t know if I even wanted to, either.
“I don’t know,” I said again. The flames on my skin were growing.
“You can’t let the fire control you,” Quake said in a low, calm voice. “If you listen to it, it will only grow larger and more difficult to reign in.”
I squeezed my eyes closed. “Then how do I stop it?”
“Think of something else. Whatever you focused on when you escaped its power earlier—focus on that.”
