Amanda’s pov.
“Ash!” I call out to my mate through the chaos.
People are screaming and tripping over each other to get away from him as harsh power ripples through the air. Asher’s hand is braced on the railing of the stairs and his head is lowered. I can’t see most of his expressions from this angle. But I can feel his anguish and confusion through the bond, I can feel it so strongly I almost believe it’s mine and I start to feel it myself.
The people look terrified of him, even the guards flinch back, Carlos doesn’t dare approach and Ivy stops at the head of the stairs. She tries to stop me from going to him, but even though my body trembles at the weight of his power and the tension from the bond I keep on going, determined to get to him and ease the pain that he’s feeling.
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