Your it for me
Asher’s hands cup my face gently, his touch sending a soft tremor through my body as he forces me to meet his gaze. His honey eyes are raw with emotion, pulling me in even deeper. “I don’t know what’s going on, my sweet angel,” he says, his voice thick with both determination and desperation. “But you’re it for me. It’s always been you.” His words wrap around me like a lifeline, and yet the confusion and ache in my chest intensify. “In my dreams, it was you,” he continues, his grip on my face tightening slightly as if he’s afraid I’ll slip away. “My wolf claims you. All of those things I described, they’re because of you. I tingle when you touch me. When you’re not near me, I feel cold and alone, like part of me is missing. I crave you… every fiber of my being needs you. And you… you sme
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