Page 156 of Tempest of Wrath and Vengeance

Luka nodded, and she looked at Razik.

Who was just staring at him.

“Raz, you need to say something,” she hissed under her breath.

“Why?” he countered.

“Because you just learned the answer to a question you’ve been brooding over for weeks.”

Well, it was good to know he hadn’t been the only one.

“Does it matter?” Razik said, and Luka flinched internally.

“Did you just ask if itmatters?” Theon interrupted. “You learn the two of you are related, most likely brothers, and you ask if it matters?”

“We clearly had very different upbringings, and I learned long ago blood relations mean nothing,” Razik answered, sounding completely indifferent to Luka’s very existence.

Luka?

He saw Theon stiffen out of the corner of his eye as her voice echoed down their bond.

Are you all right?Luka asked, ready to Travel if necessary.

Are you?she countered.

Theon was staring at him now, and he shifted under the scrutiny.

I’m fine, Temptress.

She didn’t say anything else, but he could feel her, as if she were sending her presence down the bond to him.

Luka cleared his throat. “He’s right. It doesn’t really matter.”

“But—” Theon started.

“Do you know how someone could tamper with a vision?” Luka interrupted. If it didn’t matter to Razik, it didn’t need to matter to him.

“That’s a question for a Witch,” Razik said flatly.

“I’m aware,” Luka drawled. “But Cienna is unavailable right now, and I’m short on time. I’m being pulled into Tessa’s visions?—”

“How?” Razik interrupted.

“I don’t know,” Luka gritted out, becoming irritated with the male. “But the last time we were in one, we were warned that someone was altering her visions.”

“Warned by who? And where were you?”

He glanced at Theon before he answered, “A female named Lilura.”

“Come again,” Theon said, his surprise evident.

Luka nodded. “She knows Tristyn. They’re involved somehow, but that’s not the point. The point is she told us there was someone altering Tessa’s visions.”

“And where is she?” Razik repeated. “In this vision.”

Luka shrugged. “Does that really matter?”

Razik sat back in his chair, his arm still slung around the back of Eliza’s. “How do you knowshe’snot the one altering the visions?”

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