(JASPER'S POV)
Mason was off the throne before Blue's arm had even finished falling to his side. Helen was right behind him, both of them sprinting toward the woman the demon had just dropped.
Their mother.
Mason reached her first and fell to his knees beside her. His hands were already glowing, gold light pouring from his palms without so much as a pause. No hesitation. No preparation. He simply pressed his hands over that terrible wound and started healing her, as if nothing else in the room mattered.
Tears streamed down his face.
"I've got you, I've got you, Mom. Look at me. I'm here. I've got you."
He kept repeating it, his voice breaking as the golden light spread over her bloodied body.
Helen knelt on her other side, cradling their mother's head between both hands. She was crying, but no sound came out. She just stared at her mother's face, tears slipping down her cheeks as though she were afraid that if she made a noise, something terrible might happen.
