Asher

I stand still as I watch the glass Maya throws narrowly miss my face. A wave of anger bubbles up inside me.

I close my eyes for a moment as I try to calm myself, my wolf clawing at the surface, wanting to take control. My fist clenches, my jaw tightens, and the only thing keeping me grounded is my attempt to keep the rage in check.

What the hell is she thinking, throwing a glass at me?

I take a slow breath, but Maya doesn’t let up. Her voice cracks as she screams, "I am sick and tired of your good-for-nothing, silly attitude, Asher! What the fuck is...