Evelina's POV
I stood there a moment, heart still pounding, staring at the wall like it might do something else. It didn't. Whatever had just happened, it was done, and the corridor was as empty and dark as it had been before I touched it.
I made myself walk away from it and back to the room.
The warmth was still fading from my palm by the time I got there. I didn't go looking for him. Whatever that ward was, whatever my wolf had meant by don't touch it, none of it felt like something I could ask about tonight, standing in a corridor at this hour with my hand still tingling.
Ren was asleep the way he always was, one arm flung wide, blanket half kicked off. I fixed it, sat on the edge of the cot a while, and didn't sleep myself. I kept feeling that warmth again, the memory of it, until
