As Callie led Max toward his living quarters, they walked in silence.
But even without words, Max could feel her thoughts.
They weren't just assumptions or guesses—he could literally sense them, as if they were trickling directly into his mind.
How did he do it?
What is the secret behind his bloodline?
What makes him so special?
Each question echoed in his head, and despite his usually composed nature, Max felt a bit embarrassed.
'Can I make this go away?'
He wasn't sure how this was happening, but it was clear that his bloodline connection had deepened far more than he originally thought.
And he didn't like it.
Hearing people's thoughts constantly? That would be a nightmare.
Max closed his eyes lightly, focusing inward.
He concentrated, trying to shut out the connection—trying to control whatever it was that was allowing him to hear Callie's thoughts.
A moment passed.
Then—
Silence.
When he opened his eyes, everything had become clear.
