" He took an aggressive step toward her. “I don’t need you to protect me. I don’t want you to protect me. I want you to live.”
“Do I look like a fucking apparition to you? I am alive, asshole! And if you don’t want me to protect you, ask me if I give a shit! I’m your mate! That’s what mates do! And protecting the people I care about is who I am!”
“And that protective streak makes you reckless,” he snapped.
“Says the person who called on the flames of fucking hell and destroyed a house of dark practitioners to protect their mate! Yeah, you don’t get to judge me on this one, Thorne. "

― Suzanne Wright , Blaze (Dark in You, #2)