Aleera
Tobias asks me to step forward, and so I do. My bond becomes excited, and I force it down, refusing it control and ignoring it. I know they feel it, but when I feel Darius' presence moving closer, I don't want him to feel my reaction to our mates.
So it is no surprise when I feel him stop behind me.
“Hold your hands out,” Tobias whispers, then his eyes dart over my shoulder. I glance back at Darius. He leans against the door frame, watching us, but I turn my attention back to Tobias and focus on the casting demonstration.
Tobias holds his hands out above mine, and I watch the air between his hands ripple and thicken. A picture forms and my magic wants to latch on to him, and it does. He transfers the strange sphere into my hands, and it hovers above my palms. He pokes it wit
