Hunter's POV
Mark was very still, and for a moment I thought he was finally dead, but I needed to be sure.
After much contemplation, I approached Mark, my heart was already racing for what might go wrong. He was lying unconscious, but I knew better than to think he was helpless. As soon as I reached him, his eyes snapped open, and I felt a jolt of electricity run through my body. His gaze was like a burning flame, piercing through my very own soul.
Mark's hand shot out, wrapping around my neck like a vice. His grip was like a noose, choking the air out of me. I tried to struggle, but it was no use. He was too strong, too powerful. His eyes blazed with an otherworldly intensity, and I felt my own powers faltering under his control and then he threw me toward the door.
The pain was inte
