Torj tensed suddenly at her side, and Thea saw why. Wren had reappeared in the doorway, her eyes red and puffy. Thea made an instant move towards her sister, but Torj’s gentle hand on her shoulder stopped her. ‘Allow me,’ he said softly. Without waiting for her answer, he went to Wren, his huge frame enveloping her, leading her away from the commotion and out of sight. Thea smiled to herself. Funny, how things turn out.
