“Try to kill you? I’ve never done that. What are you talking about?” “The night we went to the office building. You casted a sleep spell on me and then you casted Devouring Plague. I would’ve died if Jackson hadn’t dragged me through the Fay portal. I almost died there anyway!” She shuddered, remembering the stench of the burning troll, the fear of dying in Fay. “Talk about a bad day.” “It’s not what it seems. You should’ve stayed put, not tromped off with Jackson. I never wanted you involved in any of this.” Regret and a touch of sadness flitted across his face. Vulnerability in Markus didn't sit right with her. Always so sure of himself and full of confidence, his arrogance a constant. He was unshakable. Wasn’t he? “There are things I can’t explain to you, not right now. I’m in the middle of a huge investigation. You might get hurt. I won’t let it happen. I needed to protect you.” He scrubbed his hand across his face and muttered, “I almost didn’t with those damn wolves.”
