Abby's POV
When we got to the meeting hall, I was excited and nervous—I had no idea what to expect or what to do with whatever we discovered. Everyone was already waiting, clearly anxious to see what gifts I possessed.
Andrew sat at the head of the table and motioned for me to sit across from him.
“First, we’re going to see if you can share memories. The easiest person to try this with is your mate,” he said, switching to the royal link. “Think of your first meeting—from the moment you scented him, forward.”
I took Zebrik’s hands and focused on the day at the cabin. The smell of cedar and cherry tobacco filled my mind in vivid detail—the fear, the panic, the sprint for the window and the leap. I stopped the memory just after the wolfsbane was administered. When I opened my eyes, I met
