[Irene Miles’ POV]
The twilight had set the darkness as solace and the stars were twinkling in a hope of getting noticed. I wondered if they were cursed, too. Because no matter how bright they twinkled or how hard they tried to be seen as an individual, we always noticed them in clusters while the moon took all the limelight, even when it was a thin crescent in the sky.
I was not even willing to see the stars or the moon when there was an eclipse on my alpha. They seemed to be mocking Zane. The bitterness that welled up in my heart for the monk who cursed Zane indirectly, knew no limits. Out of everyone and every time, why is it always Zana who suffers the most. Be it in this life or the previous one where he was called Asher.
The moment when I heard Asher from Zane, my heart was se
