She then leans into me, presses a kiss to my neck, and lays her head on my chest. Having her soft weight against me calms both me and Zev down a bit more.
“I don’t know what I would’ve done if something happened to you,” I whisper truthfully.
“I promise to take someone with me...” She pauses, then speaks again after a moment, asking, “How did you know I was in danger?
“I felt your fear through our bond.”
A light hum sounds from her, “It’s still strange that you can do that.” A hint of hesitancy touches the bond between us, and I sigh.
“I promise not to pry into your thoughts without your permission. This was different than merely looking into your mind, though.”
“I know and thank you.”
The hesitant feeling is still there, but I don’t push it any further. She’ll talk about it whe
