Chapter 11
I lurched forward and gripped Ethan’s arm, spinning him around to face me.
He stiffened, trying to pull away, but I held on, reaching up with my free hand to cup his cheek.
‘Breathe. Just breathe,’ I said, sending out a constant stream of calm thoughts mentally and through touch. His green gaze, streaked through with brown and gold, latched on to mine and I willed him to listen, to let go of the confusion and anger surging through him.
In the background there was the hubbub of many voices talking at once, but I had no time to listen to what they were saying. Every part of me focused on helping Ethan, on getting him through this moment of betrayal. He was losing it, the power welling up inside him preparing to lash out in a devastating blast. I had to calm him down, but how?
