Clayton
“Wait, you can hear my thoughts?” I ask Frankie while looking at her wide-eyed. Suddenly my mind is awash with images and memories that aren’t mine. I see flashes of Frankie as a child with her father. I gasp as the images fade.
‘Don’t be afraid,’ A female voice says to me.
‘Hazel?’ I question it and look at Frankie. “Your wolf can talk to me?”
She sits up and touches my cheek. “Yes, and we can read each other's minds. We can see the other one's memories,” She explains gently. “And yes, we can hear each other’s thoughts.” She tells me. ‘We can now mind link each other,’ She says in my mind with a smile on her face. ‘But we can also put up walls, and I’ll only see what you allow me to see.’
I sit up and hold my chest. “This is all so overwhelming,” I tell her.
“I know. Are yo
