‘I cannot mindlink her like I’m doing with you’ I said. “I tried. I can feel her, but I cannot reach her.”
Keres swore in the link, but I felt the relief in his voice. That she was, somehow, alive.
‘What do you feel now?’ Aiden asked.
I closed my eyes, and for one second I let the room fall away.
She was there, faint under everything they had done to her. Fear first, because she was not made of stone no matter how much fire she carried. But just a hint.
Then anger, sharp and building up once again. Not like before. But there.
Cold.
Disgust.
Something like nausea.
And beneath all of that, thought.
My little angel, strapped somewhere in this hell, her wolf caged, her blood taken, and still thinking.
Always f*****g thinking. Thank the Gods for that.
‘She’s awake’ I said. ‘ And
