MIND PATHS

Amelia has remained as a statue since Prescott successfully created a mind path with her, and had transferred all the information that Emma had tasked him to communicate to her, including the betrayal of Derek, and her exile from the pack.

She still didn’t move when Prescott, through the mind path he had branched out for the three of them, asked her:

‘Are you okay?’

Emma soughed rather, understanding that her sister was still wrecked by shock and unbelief.

They should give her some time. She proposed to Prescott, and then stood up with him in her arms and strolled to the sofa she had decamped from earlier when Prescott had teleported into the room.

“You know, you never told me why you were late coming here. Was Casper’s burial in the community approved?”

Prescott nodded. “It was approved. Although, some elders hadn’t been in support of it. But what to do? The Queen had the final say. I had remained at the grave site since then, to see if some would be stupid enough to disobey th