Chapter 9
‘Angel, please don’t do it.’
Ethan’s touch on my shoulder was gentle, not seeking to control me, but to urge caution. Concern radiated off him in waves, making me shiver with the intensity of his emotions.
‘You don’t have to do this,’ he said. ‘Dr Wood is not a threat to us; can’t you see that?’
Dr Wood stepped closer, but she hurriedly backed off when I raised my fireball higher. She blanched at the implied threat but soon rallied, plastering on an expression of concern.
‘Listen to him, Angel. I only want to help, but I can’t do that if you insist on fighting me every step of the way. All I’ve ever wanted to do is help those unfortunates who have been inflicted with psychic abilities; to make them normal again. I know you think my earlier methods were extreme, but I was onl
