“Are you able to watch yourself in the past?”

My eyes narrowed because that sounded more like undisguised curiosity.

“Never tried it.” I thought over what happened earlier and corrected, “Until we

were standing over Tito’s body, but it didn’t work. Don’t know if that’s because I

can’t remember anything or what.”

If I was hoping to shock Wolf, I failed. His expression didn’t change as he drummed his fingers on his knee. “Hopefully, we’ll be able to figure out if your

ability is damaged or your memories are just blocked. I’m betting on blocked so

you can’t identify who was with Tito.” He cocked his head and asked another question. “How do you identify which past you want to see?”

I nibbled on my lower lip, completely forgetting the swollen edge. I winced

and stopped. “I focus on a specific person or event.”

“Are you living it with them, or just watching?”

I thought of Kelsey, and endured the resulting ached that was becoming all too familiar. “Until recently, just watching. The closer emotionally I am to someone, the more details I get.”

Interest lit in Wolf’s eerie eyes. “What changed?”

I couldn’t stop my glance to Kayden. He covered my hand that rested on my

thigh and wove out fingers together. “We figured out I help boost her reception

and strengthen the emotional impact.”

Wolf looked between us, whatever he was considering well hidden. “How

did you know to combine abilities?” His attention was aimed at Kayden.

“I didn’t.” Kayden’s fingers tightened on mine as the two men stared at each

other for a long moment.

Then Wolf shook his head. “Son of bitch, Shaw, you took a hell of a risk.”

Color rose under Kayden’s skin. “It was mine to take.”

“And hers,” Wolf snapped.

“Time out!” I cut in before the two could really get going. “Focus, guys.

Delacourt’s already read us the riot act, so let’s move on.” Wolf turned to me, anger glittering in his eyes. Undaunted, I lifted my chin. “Look, Kayden told me

straight out he wasn’t sure it would work or what the consequences could be, but

at the time, I didn’t care.”

Wolf held my gaze for another moment or so before coming to some internal

conclusion he didn’t bother to share. “How connected are you two now?”

Confused, I repeated, “Connected?”

He snorted and rose to pace in front of us. “Connected, as in how much of

your psychic energy is tied to his?”

“I don’t know,” I offered hesitantly. “I can tell when he’s there with me psychically. He comes across as a warm light.” Saying it out loud made me squirm.

Wolf rubbed a hand over his bald head and turned to Kayden. “How deep did

you two go?”

Next to me, Kayden stiffened. “She needed an anchor so she wouldn’t get

stuck in the past. I almost lost her twice.”

“Once,” I corrected, thinking of Ellery’s presence in Kelsey’s condo.

“Twice,” he repeated, looking at me. “At the cabin in Sedona you stopped breathing.”

I blinked. That was news to me.

He turned back to Wolf. “We can’t connect telepathically, but reading her emotions is becoming easier. What more do you need to know?”

Wait, there was a chance we could talk telepathically? Wow, I wasn’t sure how I felt about that.

Wolf stopped his pacing and turned to face us. “Here’s the thing, Cyn, when I

go in, I want Kayden in there as well.”

“And we’re all going to fit?” The inane question squeaked out before I could

stop it. Waving away whatever he planned on saying, I hurried to say, “Forget I

asked. Why?”

“Because I think his presence keeps the suggestions from sinking too deep.

Plus, when I go in, you’re going to have to use what you know, and the past is

going to seem very real to you. If you’ve trusted him to be your anchor before,