Nash knew about my ability to hear the thoughts of werewolves. He just didn't know that I was conscious even when I was in a coma. I could even hear the thoughts of all the werewolves around me.
He looked at me in shock, speechless. "Oh my God, you amaze me. Even if a werewolf awakens a mental ability, it's very difficult to do this. Are you saying you can hear Angela's mind now too?"
I nodded and pointed to the door. "She's wearing a sexy black lace nightgown and is about to knock on your door."
Nash laughed, his emerald green eyes fixed on me as if he wanted to melt me. "Oh, baby, you're jealous."
I felt my face suddenly grow hot.
"Your neck is red, sweetheart," he said, lowering his head to kiss my neck. When his tongue swept over my pores, my body couldn't help but tremble.
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