Luka knew Theon didn’t realize he was doing it. It was an impulse, a natural reaction to the bond and her and everything they weren’t supposed to be. But his hand came up. Tessa was so lost in his stare, she didn’t notice it either. Not until the barest of touches when his fingertips brushed her cheek. Then she jerked backwards, her bare feet tripping on the rug beneath them. Her power flared, lightning crackling around her, and Luka lurched forward to put himself between them.
