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She smirked. “Of course I can. I think.”
I raised a brow. “You think? Is it safe?”
“Sure...”
“Moira...”
She gave me an impish grin. “I’ve never died before, so I say yes. Do you want to find him or not, Fallon?”
That shut me and my protests right up. “Let’s do this.”
We sat on the floor across from each other, lotus style, knees touching. “Okay, hold up your hands.”
I did as she instructed and she mirrored my pose, pressing her palms to mine. “Now what?”
“Close your eyes and focus on him. Bring him to the forefront of your mind.”
It wasn’t hard. Noah was always there. I smelled him first, that spicy floral scent that was somehow still masculine and dark. My body felt light, loose, untethered, but I could still feel Moira’s warm palms anchoring me at the same time.
“Moira?”
“I’m right here,” she replied, her voice taking on a dreamy quality. “I can see everything you’re seeing.”
“That’s... creepy.”
“Hey, it’s the only way this works. Now, do you feel your bond?”
“Yes.”
“What’s it feel like? Explain it to me.”
I didn’t have the words right away. To me, it just felt like... Noah. But as I focused on trying to describe it to her, I realized there was something else. Like a little hook in my chest with an invisible rope attached to it.
“It’s a pull. We’re... tied together.”
“Okay, I can work with this. Reach for the rope. Use it as your guide to him.”
I glanced down my body and saw it, this translucent line, faintly glowing red and very clearly Noah. Carefully, as though I might break the bond, I wrapped my hand around it, first one, then the other, and pulled myself toward him.
“This is weird.”
She laughed, light and melodic. “Yeah, I know. You’re there, but you’re also grounded in the real world. Just close your eyes and keep going. It’s your spirit moving, not you. It’ll take forever if you keep your eyes open. Your brain will insist on being literal as you move, and we don’t need to worry about doors and roads. Where we’re going, we don’t need those things.”
Nodding, I shut my eyes and focused on the draw to my mate. Trusting Moira’s words, I took a breath and followed the pull until his feelings washed over me. Completing me.
“Sunday?” His voice was broken and rough, filled with despair. “You can’t be here. What is this?”
My eyes flew open. There he was, just as devastatingly handsome and perfect as always. Instead of the jail cell I’d been expecting, we were in the middle of a richly furnished bedroom. Confusion ate away at my happiness upon seeing him. “Where are we?”
“Salem.”
“Massachusetts?”
He nodded. “My uncle’s home, Midnight Rose Manor.”
“Wait a second, you said it was about the Council. You walked out on me for an impromptu family reunion? What the hell, Noah?”
He stood from the chair where he’d been brooding and blurred to me, reaching out to cup my face between his palms. I wanted his touch so badly. I leaned forward, ready to close this gap between us, and then nothing. His hands went straight through me.
