I glanced at him, but quickly moved my gaze back to the ground in front of my horse. “What is there to say?”
Asher grew quiet at my words, and I knew my tone had been cold. I had heard it myself. But, I didn’t want to talk about it. I didn’t want to see him feeling bad for me. I didn’t want pity. I wanted to be accepted and a part of a family that wasn’t continuously trying to kill me. Was that so hard to understand?
“I thought, maybe you would like to talk about what we learned back at camp.”
I pressed my lips together and gave a sharp shake of my head. That wasn’t a topic I wanted to speak to any of them about. They had made it more than clear they would never do something like that to one they considered a part of their pack. Which meant I had never been a part of my previous pack. I
