Chapter 84: Asher’s POV
I was halfway down the west corridor when I heard her boots. It was sharp, and impatient like she was chasing something just out of reach or worse she was been chased.
Mira.
She caught my arm just before I rounded the corner and strongly pulled me into a side room, slamming the door behind us.
“Asher... we need to talk,” she said.
I didn’t answer.
Because her hands were already on me.
She reached up, pressed her palm to my cheek, then my mouth, like she could smother the bond that connected me to someone else.
Pathetic, actually.
“Don’t be upset with me,” she slowly whispered. “Please. Just... forgive me.. please let's start all over, Asher. Let’s do this. Let’s marry. Let’s make our packs proud. Then I’ll leave her alone if you do.”
Her?
Kira??
I pulle
