I clenched my fists. My instincts screamed at me to trust Asher. But Amy… there was something about her I couldn’t ignore. I had to know the truth.
“Enough games.” I said. “You’re not leaving until you tell me exactly why you’re here. And I want the truth.”
Amy tilted her head again, eyes glinting. “And if I don’t?” She asked, her voice soft, almost mocking.
I stepped forward, closing the distance between us. “Then I’ll find out anyway. You can’t hide from me.”
She laughed, light and almost musical, but it was cold. “Bold.” She said. “I like that. But bold doesn’t always mean safe.”
I ignored her words. My pulse was racing, a mix of fear and determination. My eyes flicked toward Asher, who was still watching, still seething. I knew he wanted to intervene, to do more than just growl wa
