Keya
My hands subsequently began moving on their own. The only thought ringing in my head right at that moment was to grab him by the neck. That strong urge was a tiny bit away from me doing what my mind was telling me before Asher backed away. As if he knew what I was going to do. As if he purposely said what he said so he could trigger me. "But you're not her." he finally broke the silence.
A voice in my head was telling me to grab anything from the desk and hit him, as he turned his back around. But I held myself back. If I want to get back at him, I wouldn't resort to something cheap like this.
Yes, Keya. Calm down. I mentally assured myself.
He returned to his seat and sat down, plopping one leg on the other. He looked like a king. Someone powerful. The powerful Alpha if I may
