Leah's POV
I got off the bed, looking at him as though he was a ghost.
"Let's go."
That same instant, he got out of sight, just like he disappeared into thin air. Amon was looking around the room, turning his head at each sound he heard, including the sound of his own footsteps.
"Your mate is a ghost!" He shouted, quickly putting on his clothes, and running out of the room.
The pleasure I felt I was having a minute ago had ran off from me, and I was shaking, putting on my gown. The tears flowed down my eyes like my jaws were a new kind of stream that allowed the passage of water.
"Gerald…" I called out faintly, but at the same time feared to face him.
His reaction was awaiting me, I was sure of that. He was going to take big actions against me, who wouldn't?
