"Come. Aunt Lorena wishes to see you." Ivy says, rising up from her bed. I wrinkle my brow, puzzled.
She did not place any calls. How did she know?
"Through the mind-link." She responds as if reading my mind.
I blink at her, and she laughs.
"Relax; I did not read your mind. We do not read minds. That was only instinct, but all werewolves can speak with one another via a pack's mind-link. We do not need to see each other to convey a message. We mentally say it to the person. Exactly like how you talk to your wolf." She continues, walking to a drawer and opening it.
"Is this some kind of new technology? Why can't I interact with the other wolves? I hope it's not too expensive."
Ivy laughs. "Amelia, It is not a technology or something you can purchase. It is a gift bestowed upon werewol
