Page 48 of Wolf Sacrificed

Sloane picked at the comforter. “I had help. From Sawyer.”

Kathleen’s eyes widened, and then she frowned, making worry lines crease her forehead. “He’s not even here, my sweet girl.” She leaned in, looking into Sloane’s eyes. “Maybe you have a concussion.”

I didn’t think that was it. I cleared my throat so I could try to explain. “It’s kind of like astral projection, sort of.”

It was the best answer I could come up with, but I didn’t think with astral projection you could touch someone like Sawyer could with us when he wasn’t actually here.

Kathleen stared at me for a long moment. “I’ve never heard of anyone being able to do that before.”

I shrugged. “Sawyer and I have always had a special kind of connection. We’ve been doing that since we were kids. It makes sense that Sloane would be able to do that as well since she’s our mate.”

Kathleen patted Sloane’s arm. “That is quite remarkable. I’ve never heard of such a thing. David and I only ever were able to hear each other’s thoughts on occasion and reach out to each other to know we were safe. To actually be able to see each other and interact from such a distance is amazing.”

I’d never really given much thought to how Sawyer’s and my bond worked. I knew we were different since we were twins. Twins amongst shifters were unheard of.

But Sawyer and I were not mates. We shared Sloane happily. But he and I were never attracted to each other, not like that. Our bond was something different.

Kathleen stood. “You should get outside and shift. The pack will be wondering where you are and what you’re doing. You must continue to appear strong, sweet girl. I think you have finally stopped all the challenges. So that’s good news.”

Sloane closed her eyes and blew out a breath. “I really hope so. We can’t afford to be fighting each other.”

Kathleen gave the back of her hand one last kiss before she let it go, setting it gently on the bed. “Agreed, and not just because I can’t stand watching you in these fights. Our pack is tearing each other apart instead of focusing on our common enemy.”

Sloane grunted as she pushed up onto her elbows. She squeezed her eyes shut and made a face like she was in pain.

Kathleen and I reached out to her at the same time.

But her mother spoke first. “Sloane, are you all right?”

Sloane moaned and pulled herself all the way up into a sitting position. She scrubbed her hands over her face. “Yeah, a little woozy for a second. It’s passed now.”

Kathleen drew in a deep breath and let it out. She looked at her daughter and then at me. “Food then shift. Understood?”

Sloane nodded as she scooted to the edge of the bed. “Got it. Maybe we can take some food before we go shift.”

She put her hand on her forehead.

Kathleen waved her hands. “I don’t really care which way you do it, so long as you eat and take care of yourself, my sweet girl.”

She went to the door and put her hand on the handle but didn’t open it. “Speaking of, I have to start making dinner for the pack. It’s going to be important that you continue to take meals and spend as much time outside of the room as you can.”

I nodded, knowing that was directed more at me than Sloane. I’d be more than happy to lounge the day away on my computer in this room.

Sloane needed her presence to be felt amongst the pack though. I’d gotten so used to hiding out in my room back home that I kind of pulled Sloane into my bad habit. We couldn’t do that here. She was alpha, and she had to be seen.

Kathleen gave us both a smile as she opened the door. “I’ll be in the kitchen if you need anything. Remember, food and shift.”

She gave us both a pointed look before she slipped out the door and closed it behind her.

I went to the dresser and pulled out some clean clothes that we could change into after we shifted. There wasn’t much here. Most of it was men’s clothes.

I hated that my mate would have another man’s scent on her. She should only smell like Sawyer and me. I’d have to do something about that if there was time. My cock hardened at the thought.

We’d also have to see about getting some clothes for the other women. I didn’t think any of them had much in the way of garments.

I found some things that I thought would fit Sloane and set them on the edge of the bed. She sat with her back against the headboard, staring down at her lap.

I put a hand on her shoulder. “Do you think you’re ready to get up now?”

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