ASHER'S POV
My hands are still shaking by the time I make it out of that tunnel.
I don't stop running until I am halfway down the ridge, and even then, I can't catch my breath. The air feels heavier, thicker, like it's pressing down on me. My legs want to keep going, to run until my lungs give out, but my mind won't let me.
That file is burning a hole in my jacket.
H.
Subject H.
Remaining bloodline.
I can't stop seeing it. I can't stop hearing Varyn's voice, calm like it's just another briefing and not my entire world falling apart.
They know about your mate. You need to make a choice, Asher. The Blades, or her.
I didn't answer him. I didn't need to. I already knew. I've known.
Even if I've tried like hell to deny it.
Even if it doesn't make sense. Even i
