Trust my mate (PARKER POV)

“What are you thinking?” I asked, feeling incredibly stressed at the moment. There has been so much going on that I haven't felt like I could take a moment to breathe. I could see the wheels turning in her head.

“What if we give him a chance? He gives us the information we need and we help him in return. He can continue playing the part, feeding Elenore the information that she needs to move forward, but we come prepared when she plans to attack.”

I was shocked by her plan, going over what she said on repeat in my head. It could work.

My mind flashed back to what Wyatt said in the hospital. Felicity saw me die in her dream. A dull ache filled my chest as I realize how she'd kept that information to herself.

“Why didn’t you tell me that you saw me die in your dream?”

I watched guilt wash over Felicity. She looked down, wringing her hands, “You didn’t die the first time. I only saw you get shot by the arrow,” She slowly raised her eyes to meet mine, pausing and taking a deep bre