Theo had been watching Sky, as her face showed a myriad of emotions. Fear, embarrassment, pleasure, contentment, and her attempt to wipe them all from her face and look composed. He was as lost in her face and eyes as she was in her memories, hopelessly lost and irrevocably enthralled by this witch, and he was so entirely thrilled by the situation. He only wished for a way to help his little mate, to help her deal with her demons and show herself, her whole self. To help her know that the world wasn’t an inherently evil place, that there were places and people that she could trust, where she could relax and know that nothing terrible would happen to her. He wished for the power to take the hurt away and the memories from her head, but he knew that wasn’t the correct answer. If you take awa
