Blood Moon (Entangled Select Otherworld) by Lisa Kessler

quiver. “What is it?”
    “Can you find Lana from a long distance?”
    “I’m assuming you mean without a cell phone, right?”
    “Yeah.” She smiled and nodded. “Like if Lana was in trouble, could you sense it?”
    “As the Alpha, I can usually tell when any Pack member is in danger, but it’s a general unease, not an exact location or anything really helpful.”
    I sat up in bed, wide awake, the connection broken. I glanced at the clock. I only slept three hours, but the exhaustion was gone. My senses were on high alert.
    Nadya had noticed me near her. This went beyond a werewolf mate connection. What the hell was happening to me?
    With the garment bag in hand, I left the room. I needed to talk to Chloe.
    …
    I rode over the rise to Pyramid Lake just as the sun dipped below the mountaintops. The painted sky reflected on the smooth surface of the water, as if one masterpiece wasn’t enough. The wash of colors made it tough to keep my eyes on the highway. I headed for the Stone Mother first. Since the tribe had found some graffiti on the sacred stone, they closed the road to the public, but the tribe often visited.
    No sign of her Jeep.
    Dropping my foot, I pivoted the Harley back toward the highway. I’d try her house next. Again, I caught myself wishing I could get her to use a cell phone. She had one, but it was never on. She treated it like a one-way walkie-talkie. Unless she needed to call you, that sucker might as well have been a useless brick in her purse.
    I rolled up the dirt drive to her two-bedroom cottage, breathing a sigh of relief when I noticed her car in the driveway. I turned off the engine, pulled my helmet and gloves free, and made my way to her porch. She opened the screen before I could knock.
    “Osa!” She peered around me and frowned. “Where is your lady?”
    “She’s not mine.” I tipped my head toward her living room. “Can I come in?”
    “Of course.” She moved to the side, welcoming me inside. “You didn’t chase her off, did you? She was worth keeping.”
    “It’s me who’s not worthy.”
    She rolled her eyes. “Pshhh…”
    “I need to ask you something.” I sat on her loveseat.
    She took the armchair. “All right.”
    “Has anyone in our tribe ever had dreams connected to other people?”
    She crossed her legs. “We all dream about others, Osa, especially those we care about.”
    “Not like a normal dream, but actually connecting with someone. I think she noticed me there, too.”
    She leaned forward. “Like a Dream Walker?”
    I frowned. “What’s that?”
    “Dream Walkers were able to journey while they dreamed. They were healers.”
    “How so?”
    “First…” She raised a brow. “My turn to ask something.”
    Shit. I crossed my arms over my chest.
    “Nadya is special. I saw how you watched over her. Why do you insist on being alone? This is not what your parents or your brother would want for you.”
    “May not be what they wanted, but it’s what I need.” I bit back a wave of emotion and stared at her ceiling. “Nadya is very special.” Chloe called me “little wolf” because she recognized my connection to the spirit of the wolf, but my parents never told the tribe about my father’s genetics. They didn’t know werewolves existed and it wasn’t my place to change that.
    With my emotions bottled up tight, I met her dark eyes, forcing the words out. “She’s dying, Chloe.”
    She pressed her lips together and sighed. “We all are, Osa.”
    “Really? You’re going to toss that at me? You are one of the few people who know how close I came to losing my mind when I lost Gabe.” I got up, raking my hair back in frustration. “I can’t let myself care about someone and watch them die. Not again.” I glared in her direction. “I won’t.”
    “Then you’re a fool.”
    I started for her door, tempted to blast right out of it. But I needed to know about the Dream Walkers.
    Before I could ask again, Chloe went on, her voice softening.