Chapter: 29

"Let me remind you of two things: One, we're divorced. Two, your precious Celeste is right outside!"

That finally broke through whatever madness had gripped him.

Kieran stepped back as if it pained him, his jaw clenched tight. For a moment, he just stared at me, his expression unreadable. Then, without a word, he turned and left.

I stood there long after the door shut behind him, my breath uneven, my skin still buzzing where he'd touched me. A traitorous warmth coiled low in my stomach-one I refused to acknowledge.

He's going back to her. The thought soured in my mind. I could still see them earlier, Celeste pressed against him like she belonged there. The perfect Luna. The perfect mate.

I yanked my shirt back on, my skin still humming. No way was I showering here-not with them just rooms away. I needed air. Space. Distance.

When I stepped into the hall, Lucian was there, rounding the corner with two water bottles in hand.

"Here." He offered me one, his grip steady.

"Thanks." Our fingers brushed, and I remembered his words from earlier: "I plan to court her."

I dismissed the thought. Lucian was a protector-he'd probably just said it to deflect the tension. And it had worked.

But as I twisted the cap off the bottle, I couldn't shake the feeling that something had shifted.

"Are you okay?" Lucian asked, glancing at the locker room door. "I thought you were taking a shower."

I took a long drink of water, letting the cold liquid soothe me. I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand when I was done.

"Ill do it at home," I said, refraining from saying why.

His lips pursed, and I thought he would protest, but he just nodded. "Okay, I can take you if you like."

I shook my head, smiling. "I drove here, remember?"

He chuckled, a little self-deprecatingly. "Right. Well, if you need anything, Sera-and I mean absolutely anything-don't hesitate to reach out. I'm here for you."

My chest warmed. When was the last time I had someone in my corner the way Lucian was?

"Ill keep that in mind. Thank you, Lucian," I said.

He beamed. "I look forward to our next session."

I groaned, my whole body protesting with me. "Just kill me here and now."

Lucian laughed. "That would defeat the whole point, now, wouldn't it?"

I didn't let myself think about what happened in the locker room until I was home. But as soon as I stood under the shower, the hot sprays washing over my sore muscles, I couldn't keep the thoughts at bay anymore.

Kieran had never once exhibited any jealous or possessive traits-at least not when it came to me. Then again, it wasn't like I'd really garnered any male attention in the decade we were married.