Then, I heard footsteps approaching. The sound of the rebel's boots echoed through the room as he walked towards me. He crouched down beside the bed, his eyes fixed on mine.
"Are you ready?" he asked quietly. "Do you trust me?"
I nodded, unable to speak. The last thing I wanted was to be captured again. The rebel placed his hand on my forehead, and I felt a strange warmth spread through my body. Suddenly, his thoughts flooded into my mind. Memories of his life, his experiences, and his desires all merged with my own.
At first, it was overwhelming. I couldn't distinguish my own thoughts from his. But slowly, I began to understand his intentions. He wanted to take down Alpha Gabriel's pack, and he needed my help.
I tried to resist, but his grip on my mind was too strong. I felt a strange
