Chapter 89

Both Asher and I slept in that morning, holding each other as we tried to prolong the inevitable. I would be leaving soon, and neither of us knew when I would return. I'd either return before my heat began, or suffer the consequences.  

My stomach was a mess of guilt and nerves, but Asher's touch pushed the heavy emotions from my mind. As we laid in each other's arms, han

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