Riley was... a really good kisser

Ember is mine, St. George. You cant have her. This time, I'll fight if i have to.

Ember pressed close, brushing my shoulder with hers, and my pulse spiked. I looked over, saw the fierce determination in her gaze and felt a defiant growl rumble in my throat as a hot, vicious rage spread through my veins. Ember was mine. The other half of me. And i would fight Talon, St. George and the entire damned world to keep her safe

I would work hard.I would excel.I would become the perfect soldier.