She was still shaking from their encounter in the hallway with the Atrika. Seeing Theo hit by daaeman power had nearly stopped her heart. He’d come close to being killed.

She couldn’t imagine a world without him in it.

As he walked toward her, she studied his open wound. “Let’s get out of Gribben so I can heal you up, Theo. You’re no good here until your arm is treated. After that’s done, we’ll come back and lend a hand with the injured.”

He nodded and they made their way out of the prison. Stepping past the front gate and having the flush of her magick return to her was almost better than sex. They leaned against a stone wall outside and dragged in lungfuls of fresh air.

“Okay, come on,” she said almost immediately. They didn’t have time to burn.

He turned toward her, offering his arm for her inspection. She’d never tried to heal anything this extensive before and wasn’t sure she could do it.

“It’s all right if you can’t heal the whole thing, Sarafina.” He must have read the look on her face. “You’re the only fire witch I know who could even come close, who could even attempt it.”

She let a faint smile flicker over her mouth. “My defensive skills might suck, but healing is something I can do.”

“Your defensive skills looked pretty damn good to me just now. Ow!”

“Sorry.”

As she worked, the others helped the wounded from the prison and brought out the dead. Once she was done, the wound looked as though he’d had a massive amount of stitches and a couple weeks of healing. It had taken a chunk out of her seat to do it, though.

He looked at the reddened, healing wound. “Amazing.”

“Feel better?”

He cupped her chin and tilted her face toward his. “Amazing. ” They held each other’s gaze for a moment, then parted. It was time to go back in.

Ugh. She really didn’t want to enter Gribben again.

Together they descended into the depths of the prison, and then dove in, helping the others.

Theo started to turn away, to go down the opposite direction of the corridor, then stopped. “Thanks for the help in the hallway. We tag-teamed him pretty good.” A rare grin flashed across his mouth.

She smiled. “I keep telling you we work well together.

His grin faded and he turned away. “Be careful.”

“Oh, stop nagging,” she muttered and turned to find someone she could aid. There were plenty to choose from.

She walked down the hallway toward where Adam and Claire were aiding the medics.