Bodhi Durran was a man with patience of a Saint. Unlike his cousin Xaden Riorson, the leader of fourth wing, he was easy to approach. He looked softer and gentler in comparison too. No person could infuriate him easily. But for every angel from heaven, there was a demon from hell. She was that for him. Where he was calm and collected, she was a havoc. The storm to his calm.

This woman gets on all the nerves I have. What would I give to shut her up! He thought clenching his hands.