Chapter 11

ELISE'S POV

Jackson's eyes were wild with fury. His claws were extended and ready to strike. I braced myself, knowing that the blow would come any second. My mind raced with so many thoughts. I tried to understand what I had done to provoke this rage. What did I do to him?

One minute I was in the garden all by myself and the next thing I know, I was being harassed by Jackson. Just as I squeezed my eyes shut, awaiting the blow, the impact never came. Instead, I felt a strange tension in the air.

There was a pause in Jackson's movement. I opened my eyes slowly, heart still pounding.

To my surprise, there was a strong hand gripping Jackson's wrist. Jackson, Gina, and I turned at the same time to see who it was. My breath caught in my throat. It was the Ferris.

His calm, cool demeanor was different from Jackson's sweaty, nervous appearance at the sight of him. What was King Ferris doing here?

He stood tall. His presence commanded respect and exuded an air of authority as usual. His