DAMON
I woke up from the seizure over an hour later. I must have had a brain aneurysm. The telepathic attack must have been so heavy that it knocked me unconscious.
I looked around and tried to find my way back to the van. There seems to be no struggle whatsoever. The door was opened and I barely saw footprints out of the car.
“She must have been mind-controlled.”
My wolf pointed out.
“So, we're dealing with a sword-wielding telepath.”
“It would seem so.”
My head still throbbed from the last brain attack. I don't know what to do. Linda is the one with the brains. She's the one that has all the ideas and now she's gone.
“No, I cannot allow this to happen again. We must find Linda before the King kills her.”
I told my wolf.
“So, what do we do?”
He asked.
“I don't know. How's yo
