all at once at least.
“Total mind control,” Max supplied. “Logan, when he realizes who he is, will be able to push himself into your mind, control it, and control whoever he wishes. And if he decides to become malevolent, he could also mind rape a person. That means he can tear down your mind and rebuild it as whatever he wishes it to be. Styre mentes are extremely dangerous and rare.”
Rave stood up straighter at what Max was saying. He had never heard of a styre mente , but the more he listened, the more intrigued he became.
“There will be side effects as well,” Max said as he shoved his hands into his white lab coat. “He will get headaches, have slight confusion, and feel fatigued. Using the mind as a weapon, if that is the route he takes, is taxing on the body. But Zeus”—Max turned to the alpha—“if we catch him in the early stages of this phenomena developing, we may be able to keep him on the right path.”
“And if we don’t?” Zeus asked.
“He could hurt a lot of people and do some irreversible damage.
He could learn how to use remote mental influence, or mental tricks to make a person do his bidding. Like I said, he is young, still salvageable. Most styre mentes choose the path of evil. They are lured in by the power, but we could help him, guide him.”
“Do we know where to find this Logan guy?” Zeus asked.
“I have his home address,” Max said as he fished a piece of paper from his lab coat and handed it to Zeus. “Get to him quickly. Most styre mentes can feel each other. If another has found Logan, he can kill him and steal Logan’s budding powers for himself, making the killer ten times stronger.”
Zeus handed Ian the piece of paper with Logan’s address on it.
“Rave, Jaxxon, and Ian, take this address and go find Logan. I want you to bring him to me. But be careful. I don’t need any of you three ending up without your brains.”
Amen to that. Rave didn’t want anyone to mind rape him. He knew for a fact that if mind control were used against him, he would be screwed. How does one fight having their mind messed with? Did anyone sell special helmets to keep the fucker out?
This was one time Rave wasn’t sure shifting into his wolf form would help. Human form or wolf form, the mind was the same. This had suicide mission written all over it if this Logan guy discovered what he could do before the wolves got him back to the alpha.
With a heavy sigh and an empty belly, Rave followed Jaxxon and Ian from the hospital. He glanced toward Theo’s and wondered if the other two wolves would mind him running over there to get some wings first before their perilous journey.
“We need to hurry,” Jaxxon said as he jumped into the driver’s seat of his Jeep.
Guess the wings would have to wait. This Logan guy better come with them before Rave’s stomach tried to eat its way out. That would teach him to skip lunch.
“The address says that Logan lives in Browlers. That’s about an hour’s ride.”
Rave was going to shrivel away in an hour, two if he had to wait until he got back to eat. He sat in the backseat, his mood sour as they drove by Theo’s. He wasn’t a happy man when he was starving. He should have his mind on Logan and his budding powers, but his rumbling stomach was interfering.
“You think Max was telling the truth?” Ian asked from the front passenger’s seat.
Jaxxon shrugged. “The world isn’t so simple anymore. There used to be just shifters. And then we learn there are vampires. Then we find out that there are Fey and demons living around us. And not too long ago, Zeus tells us that the mythical pecus volatile and inferno incolae exist. So you tell me, Ian, can styre mente exist as well?”
“You don’t have to be a smart-ass,” Ian complained as he rested his arm on the door. The man looked just about as happy as Rave felt.
Rave grinned.
“Can we stop to get something to eat?” Ian asked.
“I second that request,” Rave said from