Alpha Asher
Lucien ‘s cabin appears much bigger on the inside than it does on the outside and it is filled with vintage antiquities that tell me he must be well travelled. His home reminds me very much of my father’s. The only difference being that my father seemed to have had a huge chunk of his identity in the material possessions that he had. Something about Lucien told me that he is a minimalist at heart. “How did it go?’, is the first thing Lucien asks as he walks towards a chair with his back facing both Asher and I. We share a look before we respond at the same time; “Nothing new”, Asher blurts while the response “Okay” comes flying out of my mouth at the same time. So much for best friend telepathy. Lucien is sitted now and he looks at the both of us with an expression on his face as if t
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