Carol’s POV
“You want me to what?” I gasped, turning to look at my biological father.
He smirked and folded his arms across his chest.
“Read her mind,” he answered with a casual shrug. “If you truly have your mother’s powers, it shouldn’t be too difficult with a little training.”
“How do you expect me to do that?” I asked him. “I’ve never read anyone’s minds before.”
“The same way you tied your mind to Hansley,” he told me. “You have to look into her eyes and tether yourself to her. Her mind is your mind and it’s open to you. Unless there’s some kind of block on it, you should have access to her every thought and feeling.”
I bit my lower lip and shook my head.
“It feels like an evasion of privacy,” I told him, glancing at Megan from over my shoulder.
“They both consented alr
