#Chapter 80 A much more vulnerable target
Nathan POV
On the Road
"Cursed? You're cursed?"
I had no idea what Art was talking about where telekinesis was concerned. I knew I'd never heard of wolves who could move things with their minds the way characters did in comic books. I also knew magic was something people might mention in passing, but no one really did it.
"Can we get a little more explanation on that, please?"
Art snorted again -I was really starting to hate that sound- and shook his head, "No. Not a chance. Can't you crazy kids just keep yourselves busy for the rest of the trip? Daddy needs to take a nap."
Faint lines of tension accentuated his eyes and mouth in a way I'd not seen before. I had a feeling he really did need a little bit to rest even if I had no idea how he'd mentally muscled those goons around in the parking lot.
"Sure, Dad. Can we play Twenty Questions?"
"How about the Quiet Game? Daddy has a headache."
