When Erica shifted, Summer swallowed a scream. That was the reason for the edge of wildness she’d felt in all of them. “B-but why would you think I have anything to do with a dark fox spirit? I’m just an empath.” God, those golden eyes were terrifying. “J-just an empath,” she repeated in a whisper.
“Honestly, I have no idea what is going through their heads. I don’t control them and they both like to remind me that even though they aren’t alphas now that they both were once and could kick my ass.” She let out a sigh of frustration. She hated when they would hold that over her head. “What’s an empath?”
Summer swallowed hard. “I — I can sense emotion. And sometimes I can make other people feel what I want them to, or take it away. It’s — it’s like telepathy, only with feelings instead of thoughts.”