Amanda’s POV.
“Please…” the plea slipped from my lips before I could bother to mask it with something else. “Please make it stop.”
For a moment, Asher appeared too stunned to speak, not that I could blame him. His lips are parted in shock and panic flashed over his usually calm face, prompting me to let out a low groan as another wave of pain washed over me, the intensity doubled and then tripled and I blindly reach out for the door knob grasped it weakly.
The pain was indescribable, it was like multiple knives were being shoved in and out of my stomach at different places, it felt like a burn, it felt like my organs were being twisted this way and that. My wolf howled within me and my vision went blurry once again as I drifted between my consciousness and hers for a minute.
The pain
