phone from her ear and glanced at the screen. "No signal. I don't know why we even bother with these things out here. They don't work at least half the time."
He lifted his shoulders. "Better than nothing the other half of the time."
"Probably better this way. He might be surprised to see us show up this late, but I'm not sure this is the kind of news he wants to get by phone."
"Maybe so." Rafe scanned the road making sure he didn't veer from their path. The snow was much deeper the higher they climbed.
"Thank you for believing me."
Despite his acute hearing, he barely heard her words. "Has something like this ever happened before? You seeing something without, you know, seeing?"
"A few times. But I'm not sure how comfortable I am talking about it."
"Kind of too late for that. We're about to storm the Dark Moon and tell Bhric his baby momma has been kidnapped. He's probably going to want some evidence."
"You don't think she's his mate?"
"Did he smell mated to you?"
"Well, not that I go around smelling mated shifters, but now that you mention it I don't remember getting a 'taken' vibe from him."
"Maybe cats don't have as strong a sense of smell." He didn't even have to turn to pick up on the spark of anger his words caused. "Down, girl. I imagine your sense of smell is quite good but we are different species you and I. Do you think you know everything about wolves?"
She laughed. "I know you smell funny sometimes. Isn't that enough?"
"Har har," he said. "Now tell me about these visions."
Kitty shifted left then right on the seat next to him. A glance in her direction and his nose picked up on her heightened anxiety.
"C'mon, babe. We're mates now. There isn't anything you can say that will change how I feel about you." It was true too. He'd fallen immediately for her when she'd literally landed on his doorstep hanging onto life by a tiny thread. She'd been attacked by some of the women in her clan who'd sought revenge. But his Kitty had nine lives at least, because despite the women's poison tipped claws, she'd survived and gone on to stand up to the alpha of his pack and pretty much everyone else who thought she'd be easy prey.
"I don't know how to explain it. There were times when bad things were happening and my only out was with my brain. At first it was nothing but things I made up in my own imagination, but then I started seeing a few things before they happened in real life."
"So you have some psychic ability."
She shrugged. "It's nothing like Lucas's mate. She comes from a clan full of women with strong psychic abilities they learn to control at an early age. This is more erratic and random. I never know when it will happen and it's actually pretty rare."
He reached over and stroked Kitty's thigh. The tone of her voice had changed as sadness rolled through her. The need to touch his woman speared into him. This wasn't exactly the right place for a conversation like this. They needed to be alone and naked in bed where she felt safe and cared for. She didn't like to admit it, but she took as much comfort in his protection as he did in providing it.
"Maybe we should talk to Simon about it. If anyone would have a clue, it could be him. He always has his nose in some book learning some new skill that might help the pack. He loves a good puzzle." And as Rafe's best friend and second in command, he could be trusted with medical information about his mate.
"I thought your beta's specialty was infertility."
"It's what he studies the most because it's what the pack needs to solve. Unfortunately, it's proven to be frustrating for him. So he takes on other experiments for his hobbies."
"Look." Kitty pointed through the windshield in front of them. "Oh my God, is that Bhric?"
Rafe turned his gaze back to the road and slammed on the brakes. The tires locked up and they started to slide. "Dammit." He twisted the wheel in the opposite direction and prayed for some traction. All he could do now was stare at the red
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