The air in the cell feels thick, suffocating under the weight of Asher’s fury. His eyes are glowing an even deeper red now, his aura so overpowering it feels like it’s pressing down on my chest. He lets go of my hand, his entire being pulsing with rage, and in one swift motion, he grabs Veronica by the throat. The force with which he slams her against the wall sends a violent crack through the room. She lets out a blood-curdling scream, her voice gurgling as she coughs up blood. “Who was in the hooded cloak?” he demands, his voice a deep growl that barely sounds human. His body is changing before my eyes, his arms and face morphing into something monstrous, something primal. The beast within him is at the surface now, unleashed. Did he see the vision with me? I wonder, a chill running do

