Chapter

Forty-Two

Asher

I swear I still felt Devon’s burning gaze on me even after I entered the corridor outside of his line of sight. His focus was a weight I couldn't deny. It pulled me in and demanded my attention. But this wasn’t about him now. Jackson was waiting for me, and Maeve had been pointing me in his direction all this time. I just hadn’t seen it.

My hurried steps echoed in the cavernous hallway; any faster and I’d be full-on running. Now that my heart and mind were aligned, I didn’t want to wait. All I wanted was to get to Jackson so I could tell him...