No matter what happened now, no matter who she turned out to be, something had shifted inside of him. He could feel it in the uncertain rhythm of his heart, the unfamiliar heat in his blood, the snap of tension in his muscles, the strange clutter in his normally ordered thoughts.
This is from Malachi's POV, but has more "musings" than reenacting's of the scenes which I was kind of disappointed about but not really because then we got to see a bit inside his head.
Rating
4 stars
[...]she smelled like blood. But she also smelled like that sea. Malachi remembered that bright, wild scent[...]
Characters
Lela
I was super excited to see Lela through his eyes!!
Those eyes...flecks of deep brown surrounded by amber. Like fire... She was strongly built for a girl; he'd felt the supple yet firm curves of her body when she'd been in his arms. And there was something in those fiery eyes of hers, a kind of threat. He wasn't even sure that she'd seen him, as out of it as she'd been, but still, the promise was there: I will fight you until every bone in my body is broken & even after that. She was dangerous. Even here, helpless like this, she had power. He could almost feel it bleeding from her, swirling across his skin, raising goose bumps, and making his heart speed.
We got to see her fighter spirit through different eyes of which didn't immediately label it 'surviving'.
She was so afraid, and so badly hurt, but she was still fighting.
We could also see her fear through him
She was out cold, but she was still trying to fight, to escape the unwanted touch.
Malachi
The feelings that he had for her before she even uttered a word to him were simply fascinating.
he could smell the sea breeze off the girls skin. She smelled alive. But not in a tame, gentle kind of way. This girl made him think of an ocean that might rise up and crush him beneath its waves, one that could drag him under and drown him if he wasn't careful.
He should be careful.
He should be very, very, careful.
...and
There was something about her that made him want to stare for hours. Something mysterious and challenging. Something unbreakable and defiant. Even deeply asleep, seemingly helpless, she ... wasn't. There was still promise there-the promise of war. She would defend herself. She would not be easily intimidated.
He even had to give himself a pep talk!!
"She is your enemy until she proves herself otherwise. She is nothing to you but a prisoner. One who might have information."
We also got into his former life, the beginning of guard life.
He hadn't been consumed by his anger for a long time. It had mostly been a replaced by resignation, acceptance in his role. Acceptance of his sentence. Acceptance of the staggering loneliness that came with it.
...and into his past
He's assumed that he'd find a girl someday who looked at him like his mother had looked at his father, who said his name like a prayer
Ana
We even got into a bit of Ana. From his POV, and from what he knew.
He admired her edge; he'd become an incredibly fierce warrier over the years, but she was so hard, so sharp...except when she looked at Takeshi
I hadn't even thought of what Malachi was feeling that he was 1 of 3 people and the other 2 were a couple (lonely, jealousy).
Raphael
I hadn't quite figured out Raphael yet, either, and I didn't think
Malachi knew that he was the judges eyes and ears. It was kind of nice to put a label on the man who I was having trouble figuring out.
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