**Dominic POV**
As soon as they step in the door, Lyra wraps Elowen up in a fierce hug.
The girls move to the couch and Lyra drapes a blanket over her sister. I head to the kitchen to grab a glass of water for the trembling Elowen. When I return, Stryker grabs it from me and shoves it in Elowen’s face. She looks up at him, and the most miraculous thing happens. His face softens, and his deep blue eyes glow slightly around the edges. He gently takes her shaking hand and wraps it around the glass, handing it to her with all the care in the world.
Stryker backs away immediately and runs his hands through his hair before blowing out a breath. I watch from the corner of the living room as he paces back and forth, trying and failing not to look at Elowen. Every time he does, his jaw tenses an
