(Asher)
Anger surged through me like a live wire and my fists tightened in balls seeing her. I had come home from dealing with human clients all day. They had been a pain in the ass and found Oliver missing.
One of my guards told me that Oliver was with that lady from the ship. I instantly ran here and now she was standing there looking all innocent.
Who the hell she thought she was? I couldn't understand her deal.
Changing her appearance to attend the party of Lancelot. Trying to cling to my son.
And then there was this distinctive scent she possessed. A combination of cedarwood and lavender. Even Blaze raised his head and took a deep whiff every time she was in the vicinity.
Her eyes were the clearest and deepest green as if the emeralds had been set up instead of her
