LOGAN'S POV.
The moment Lucius' hands and my touch, something strange surged through me. A sharp jolt, like lightning crawling under my skin as it was so obvious that he also felt the same shock, the shot up my arm and into my chest.
I flinched inwardly, though I tried to hide it, my lips parting slightly as the burn lingered. What in the goddess' name was that? I thought, my eyes narrowing on Lucius.
From the way his gaze shifted to our hands and his jaw tightened, I knew he felt it too. He pulled his hand back almost as fast as I did, though he masked it under a cool, unreadable expression.
But I had caught it…the slight twitch in his brows, the stiffness in his shoulders. It wasn't just me. That shock had surprised him as well.
I clenched my fist behind my back, my thoughts spiraling. No ordinary handshake feels like that… Was it him? Or was it something between us? A warning… or a bond?
