Justin’s POV:
I throw Alyson as she tries to hold me to the ground. She might be a thousand years old, but she has nothing on me when I feel like Emily is in danger.
“Let her go!” I shout and run over to her.
Victria holds her hand out and I stop moving. My body is not responding to what my brain is telling it to do.
“No!” Elijah shouts. “She is almost there. I can feel her letting go, but she is fighting. Just come here and stand beside me. It might help. Both of you.”
Victria releases whatever she had on me and I walk over beside the bathtub. Hunter walks up behind me. We both stand there, breathing heavily as we look down at Emily. I have to fight every urge in my body to reach in and pull her out. My body flinches as her hand reaches out of the water at me. I grab it and hold
