“Mind control? Impossible. Primal powers are long gone from this world, and even if they existed, they would belong to someone powerful. Important. Not to someone like me.” Lightning flashes outside, and it glints off his dark eyes. “Except I can see that you are more than you pretend to be.” Fuck. “I tire of this game,” he says with an indifferent sigh. “Fortunately, no one lies to me in the dream realm.”
