JASON'S POV
--
I refrain from looking over my shoulder, yet the sensation of being hounded makes me want to. It's quiet, there are no footsteps following me, but I can feel her breathing down my neck without being near me. She's nowhere, yet everywhere and it's affecting my sanity. The thud of my feet sounds behind me as I trot down the stairs, and I expect her to come out of the room and stop me, but she doesn't. I stride out of the house, inhaling a deep breath as I step out, shocked to see the dark stormy sky has vanished and is replaced with sunshine, the warmth of the sun bakes my skin. "Jason," Elion jogs up to me, his worried gaze bounces all over my face, "The mother is asking for you," he breathes out, almost heaving. "Why are you out of breath?" I snap, "You should train more,"
