Ashton's POV 

I already knew my father was mind-linking my mother, warning her about what the Council rep was allegedly about to do. If Damien thought I was just going to stand by and let that happen, he was insane.

I stepped toward the gate, my voice cutting through the tension as I started shouting orders. I watched as Oliver and Henry leapt effortlessly over the eleven-foot gate like it was nothing. 

“Tim,” I barked, “call Council Member Sean Paul. Let him ...