Moon Child (The Year of the Wolf #2) - Serena Akeroyd Page 0,41
thought you’d be able to connect with him?”
“He’s a dark blur… That’s pretty much all I can see,” she admitted, blowing out a breath, her frustration clear to behold. She pressed a kiss to Knight’s head when he started to fuss, then muttered, “Lara, can you help me see what you see?”
“I-I don’t know.”
“This was why I wanted her to come here. I knew there was a darkness in Seth, but I wanted it to be confirmed because I’ve seen it in no other pack member.”
Before we could reply, even though the three of us were annoyed at her keeping things from us yet again, Sabina rocked down so that she was no longer crouching, but was on her knees beside Maribel. She reached over and touched Lara’s cheek once more, then murmured, “Cyrilo was the one who forced the shift on me, Lara. I know I told you he was the one who tried to kill me when I was a teen, but that was only the first time he did so.”
She gaped at her. “Cyrilo? Our Cyrilo? He was a shifter too?”
Sabina nodded. “He was. He wanted to destroy me, but he didn’t realize he had the power to turn me into a wolf child. If he was special, and I am too, you must be as well. I can see my ties to each of the pack through my gifts, and I could sense Cyrilo. I don’t know if that was because he was a wolf or because he was blood. Can I try with you?”
Wondering why she was asking and not just doing it, I didn’t react when Sabina explained, “She’s sensitive enough to sense me seek her out. It would scare her, maybe even shock her, and I don’t want that. She might pass out, and it would cause her needless pain.”
I didn’t bother replying, because, as always, her reasoning made perfect sense. God, I loved that my mate was so smart.
Something she evidently felt, as she shot me a tender smile before she turned her focus back to her sister. “Do you mind, Lara?”
She bit her lip. “No. But will it hurt?”
“I don’t think so.” Sabina reached over and touched Lara’s temple as she closed her eyes. I had no idea what she was looking for, no idea whatsoever, and I’d admit that it killed me to watch her trying to do something without me being able to help.
I blew out a breath when her hand moved, and I didn’t think it was a coincidence that where her finger stopped, it was where, people who believed in chakras, called it the third eye.
She straightened up some as if she’d reached a connection, and it almost reminded me of the AirDrop features with Apple products, because she touched that ‘button’ and it was like they were wired together. Lara responded the exact opposite way to Sabina—she didn’t straighten up or grow tense. If anything, she relaxed. Not like she was passing out, just like sharing the burden soothed her.
I could feel Sabina’s powers seep into the room, much as I would if Eli’s wolf was dominating the pack, just like I’d felt it back in the forest where we’d all caught up with her.
It surprised me, though, because I’d never felt the tendrils of her power like this. They spread out in a way that was almost misty, like fog crawling along the road on a dull day. But when the tendrils collided with me, it was like a zap to the system. I jerked, feeling the power she was containing, and sensing that she needed to share it with me, with all of us, that she needed us to anchor her.
I sucked down a gulp of air, not overwhelmed by the bewildering sensation, but definitely overcome by it.
Nothing made sense though. It was like, deep in my mind, there was another channel that had been torn open. And that was how as well—torn open. Ripped. Not carefully cut. Not designed with precision like the link we used to communicate with one another. This was forged in a panic, in a fluster.
Whatever Lara could sense was overwhelming her.
The thought had me rushing forward, letting go of Seth, who darted off. I didn’t care, didn’t give a damn if he ran away, but I heard him scamper, then with an ‘oooof,’ fall to the floor, which made me wonder if Austin had tripped him, but I didn’t waste a thought on it. Just grabbed Sabina’s shoulder