Chapter 45: The Mysterious Mind Link
Ethan watched with frustration as his initial attempt to challenge Aldrich and Maggie had failed. He couldn’t help but feel the need to get them to their positions. His eyes gleamed with a mischievous light, and a cunning plan began to form in his mind.
“Well,” Ethan announced, a wicked smile on his face. “Let’s make the game even more interesting. Aldrich and Maggie, I hope you’re up for it. I want you to stand back to back, facing each other. You won’t be able to see or rely on any visual cues. Instead, you’ll have to use a unique ability that only werewolves possess: the mind link.”
Aldrich raised an eyebrow, quite intrigued by Ethan’s proposal. On the other hand, Maggie felt a wave of panic wash over her. She wasn’t a werewolf like Aldrich, and she couldn’t receive his mind link commands as clearly.
“Don’t worry, Maggie. I have a feeling that now is the perfect opportunity to test it,” Aldrich calmly accepted the challenge, with Maggie at the center. Back to back, as the lighting and music changed, they danced and clung intimately together.
Maggie’s heart raced, her thoughts racing even faster. She had a premonition that she was about to be exposed in front of everyone. But just when desperation was about to consume her, she felt a movement in her pregnant belly. It was a small reminder that life was growing inside her. These were the unborn werewolf cubs, connected to Aldrich’s signal.
With surprise and comfort in her heart, Maggie found that she could successfully complete the game. The mind link provided her with the necessary instructions, bypassing her innate lack of werewolf abilities. This discovery amazed and filled her with wonder.
When the game ended, Maggie had a strong desire to communicate with the unborn cubs. She desperately tried to establish a mental connection, hoping to make contact, but to no avail. The energy expended during the game had exhausted the unborn cubs, and they were now in a deep slumber in her womb. Maggie couldn’t help but feel disappointed, fearing that the unborn cubs no longer wanted to acknowledge her.
She sighed, her shoulders drooping in disappointment, her eyes reflecting longing and helplessness. Aldrich sensed her disappointment and approached her, gently caressing her and reassuring her.
“Maggie,” he said softly, his voice a soothing comfort to her troubled soul. “Don’t worry. The cubs are just resting. They’ll wake up soon, and you’ll have plenty of time to connect with them.”
Maggie looked up at him, her eyes shimmering with gratitude and hope. In that moment, she realized that the mind link had given her a glimpse of the incredible bond she would share with her unborn children. She couldn’t wait for the day they would finally meet.
Excitedly, Maggie asked Aldrich, “I was so afraid I’d mess it up before, but thank goodness, we’re having children. But when did you realize we could have a mind link through the children?”
“That day when I took you to see the lights,” Aldrich replied lovingly.
Maggie finally remembered. “That was a long time ago, and I accidentally stumbled into your hunting ground in the garden! So, we’ve had this mind link since then!”
Aldrich couldn’t contain the excitement of his silver wolf within. He gently kissed Maggie’s hair, understanding that for a stronger connection, she needed to consume more meat and nourish herself.
“Maggie, my dear,” Aldrich began, his voice filled with conviction, “we have a perfect opportunity to establish a deeper connection with the unborn cubs. It involves changing your dietary habits, which is a way to enhance your communication skills.”
Maggie’s curiosity shone in her widened eyes as she leaned forward, eager for more information. “Tell me, Aldrich,” she urged, her voice tinged with anticipation. “What do I need to do?”
Aldrich’s smile grew brighter, and he was delighted by her enthusiasm. “You see, to establish a stronger connection, we must ensure that you consume more meat,” he explained, his voice steady and confident. “It will replenish your energy and provide the necessary nutrients for the development of our cubs.”
Maggie nodded, clearly determined. “I’m willing to do whatever it takes,” she declared firmly. “If eating more meat can help us connect with the children, I’m more than willing!”
When Aldrich placed his hand gently on Maggie’s arm, pride gleamed in his eyes. “I knew you’d embrace the challenge, my dear,” he praised, his words filled with admiration. “Believe me, it benefits both you and our unborn cubs.”
Maggie, unable to contain her inner excitement, had a glint of anticipation in her eyes. “I can’t wait to strengthen our connection with the children,” she admitted, her voice tinged with surprise and regret. “Aldrich, it seems I’ve misunderstood you once again.”
Aldrich gazed lovingly at Maggie. “Why would you say that?”
“Remember when I wanted desserts and stubbornly refused to eat meat, ignoring your advice, and even got mad at you? I’m so sorry,” Maggie murmured as she buried her head in Aldrich’s chest.
Aldrich chuckled softly. “Don’t worry, Maggie. I support you in enjoying desserts as well.”
The two of them sweetly laughed and shared intimate words. In the corner, Ethan crushed the glass in his hand, prompting a waiter to rush over. “Sir, are you okay? Let me clean this up.”
“My hand is perfectly fine. After all, what I wanted to crush wasn’t just the glass…” Ethan walked away, leaving a puzzled waiter scratching his head.
The grand banquet unfolded before them, and Maggie immersed herself in its richness, savoring a royal feast. Each tantalizing flavor that danced on her taste buds brought moments of pure joy. Her appetite seemed insatiable, and each delectable dish, tempting aroma, and satisfied sigh melded into one. Aldrich found himself drawn to her unrestrained enjoyment, finding it both delightful and captivating.
With each bite that Maggie took, she felt a deep sense of satisfaction and vitality. She could almost sense her body absorbing these nutrients, nourishing not only herself but the precious life growing inside her. As her belly expanded with every passing moment, her connection with the unborn cubs became stronger and stronger.
What Maggie and Aldrich were unaware of was that their every move after arriving at the banquet was being closely monitored by the members of the Elder Council. Their gaze remained fixed on the subtle energy fluctuations radiating from Maggie-this unique aura that set her apart from ordinary werewolves. This phenomenon piqued their curiosity, leaving them both puzzled and astonished.
“I can distinctly feel that as Miss Nelson consumes pure energy, the energy emanating from her is growing stronger,” one elder remarked in amazement.
Another elder nodded in agreement. “Truly remarkable. Even the wolves around her seem to be unconsciously influenced by her, becoming livelier and more powerful.”
Significant changes occurred as Maggie made her grand entrance into the banquet hall. Werewolves who were once tense and irritable inexplicably calmed in her presence, influenced by the moon’s cycle. The room transformed into a tranquil sanctuary, validating the invisible power emanating from Maggie. The werewolves exchanged glances, their expressions a mix of confusion and astonishment.
The Elder Council was highly intrigued by the extraordinary aura surrounding Maggie. They decided it was time to have a conversation with her, attempting to unravel the secrets hidden within her heart.