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“It’s like that.” She waved her hand at them. “You speak to each other without saying a word, like you’re one.”
“Like the Borg.” Ruric leaned forward on the bed. “You know, Star Trek. The cyborgs had a collective consciousness.”
“In the here and now,” Stasio said to Ruric.
“All of you can speak telepathically. All of you can perform hypnosis,” Caitlin continued. “You all have Russian-sounding names.”
Levka smiled. “You can speak telepathically, and you wear your hair in a ponytail sometimes.”
“I’m not explaining myself properly. You’re just different. Mystical, intriguing, interesting. I don’t know how.”
Levka watched the emotion play across her face, the exasperation, the desire to be part of a group, to belong. “Caitlin, you’re right, we’re different.”
She sat very still, waiting to hear the truth.
“You’re different, too. You have the ability to telecommunicate when very few people can do that.”
“But look at all of you. There must be many more. We just haven’t reached them yet.”
“You said once there were others with Vlad. That they said they were friends of his, but he didn’t like that they’d arrived, and he seemed jealous of you.”
Her eyes gazed into his as if she were trying to absorb everything he said. “Yes.”
“Sometimes people like us with telepathic abilities have a compulsion to find a mate who has the same kind of gift.”
Her mouth parted slightly.
“What I’m saying is he wants you, and he will more than likely try any method he can to get you to agree to be his mate.”
“You mean to be his wife?”
“Yes.”
She shook her head. “My foster parents wouldn’t go along with it. They want me to finish high school first and then my parents left me enough money so that I can enroll in college.”
“Caitlin, it’s a compulsion. He’ll feel compelled to have you.”
“Like a stalker?”
Levka looked at his friends who remained deathly quiet. “Something like that.”
“He didn’t have anything to do with me for a year, so I don’t think that’s an issue.”
“When he learns of me, it will be.”
Caitlin opened her mouth to speak, but no words came out.
“Do you understand?” Levka asked.
She shook her head, but he guessed she got an inkling of what he was saying, except she wanted him to spell it out for her.
“What I’m saying is—”
“What he’s saying,” Ruric interrupted Levka, “is that Levka worships you like you were a goddess.”
She folded her arms and smiled. “Right.”
“It cannot be helped,” Stasio said. “It’s as Levka says. When we meet the right girl, we have a devil of a time fighting the urge to make her ours.”
