Chapter 5: AlliedI drew myself to my feet clumsily, still struggling with the effects of Conal's probing. The headache was still pounding, exacerbated by what Conal had laid out for me. I paced backwards and forwards, digesting the implications. He continued to sit on the floor, seemingly content to wait for me to speak.
“I still don't get it. I'm not going to give him an army.”
Conal stared at me, one eyebrow raised in unconcealed amusement. “You humans aren't real quick on the uptake. Remember what he said when I warned probing might damage you?”
I thought back over the conversation and realization dawned on me. “That's why he hits me around the face, the arms, upper body. Why he said he didn't care what happened to my mind.” I shivered as understanding dawned. “He doesn't want my psy
