wishful look Chayle quickly hid.
“It must have been wonderful growing up here,” she whispered.
“We had our good times and bad times, but for the most part it was a good life. Until my parents died when we were eighteen it was something I took for granted but never again.” She didn’t hear any grief or remorse in his tone, just the quiet acceptance of what was.
“Tell me about your brother,” she asked, turning to look at the pond. Rafe’s full bodied laugh filled the large room and caught Chayle off guard.
“My twin is the one you need to ask questions, lass. Not me.” He gave her shoulder a gentle squeeze and left her sitting there to contemplate exactly what he meant.
It was several hours before Kayne came back to the house and found .Chayle still sitting in the sun room lost in thought. He stood by the open French doors quietly watching her and felt a tug on his blocks, as if someone were trying to scan him without his knowledge. Only his brothers could reach out to him past his blocks without access and then only because Kayne had established those neural pathways long ago while they served in the service as a team. He watched the stunning young woman close her eyes and take a deep breath, centering herself. That’s when he again felt the gentle “push” that had drawn his team to the cabin where Chayle and the other girl had been found.
Kayne had his answers. This woman who seemed to touch a part of him that he thought was long dead was able to reach into the void and stroke his soul. Taking a deep breath he eased into the sunroom and up next to where she sat.
“That’s a neat trick you have, reaching out while meditating.” He didn’t want to startle her but wasn’t surprised when Chayle’s dark eyes flew open and her breath quickened.
“You scared the shit out of me!” She started to jump up from her chair but Kayne gently held her in place.
“How long have you been able to reach out like that and search for someone?” he asked, sinking down to sit cross-legged next to her chair. It was a position he used all the time when meditating and it seemed as close to non-threatening as he could get at the moment.
“I have no idea. I’ve been doing it for as long as I can remember, but never encountered someone else who could communicate like I do.” Licking her suddenly dry lips, Chayle looked back down at the koi, trying to get her breathing under control once more. She had been blissfully unaware anyone had come into the room until Kayne spoke.
“Not many have the talent,” he whispered, watching her. “You do realize that is how we found both of you, don’t you?” He watched the sudden shock fill her eyes and confirmed she must have reached out unconsciously as she sank into oblivion hanging in that cabin.
“Can you tell me what happened to the other young woman who was there with me?”
“She’s safe. Rafe has her in another safe house about two hours from here. It was decided to separate both of you in case the crazies tried to grab either of you again.” He turned to look into the pool, aware she was still watching him.
“Until we can figure out who is behind the whole thing it’s best if we keep both of you in different places. But I promise, she’s fine and healing better than expected from what Rafe has told me. He gets daily updates on her progress and anything that might be a threat, no matter how small.”
She was so quiet for so long, Kayne wondered if she was meditating again. When she turned to look directly at him, her eyes were pools of dark despair.
“My life will never be the same again, will it?” Kayne could almost see into her soul and the unique connection that had begun in the deep woods of the mountains clicked into place.
He had been working himself to death, trying to figure out what it was about this female among all others that drew him. He wasn’t a monk by any stretch of the imagination, but no one had managed to reach into the dark
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