Chapter 134

Gabriel's heart raced with pleasure this time. He'd thinking with the deeper bond he was solely listening to her thoughts because he could get into her head, because he was a wolf. But this? She ought to show him images? Feelings?

“Do it again,” he stated excitedly, ignoring the pain in his physique as he slid the bag off his shoulder and dropped it to the floor once more and walked to her. “You have to have despatched it. Amelia … send me something. Show me what you are thinking.”

Amelia stared at him for a moment, the first flash of light and joy in her gaze that he'd seen considering she woke. Then she swallowed and blinked.

An image bloomed in his head—himself, at nineteen. His face finer, smoother than it was now. He stood over her in the morning light, inexperienced on the edges of his vision—her the front yard. He was selecting her up for school, but he'd been so eager to see her, he hadn't waited for her to come out, he'd hurri