Jackson's POV
Seeing her devastating state and how she cried over one of the dead bodies was disheartening. I walked over to her after inspecting the bodies carefully. I had a hunch that something was behind this. Kneeling on one knee, I drew her close into my arms, trying to comfort her, and she didn't object or try to pull away.
I felt her body weaken in my arms as she went unconscious. I quickly carried her in a bridal style, but I paused when I felt someone walking towards me. The atmosphere became tense as my gaze searched for the course until they landed and the man walking towards me, who I recognized immediately with a glance.
He looked furious, but what baffled me was the aura about him. I could sense something bad from him, and it made me alert as I watched him with a
