Alethea

He stares at me with a smile. "No, Ally, I haven't hit my head," he says gently. "You seem to have mastered the act of building walls around your emotions."

I stare at him in awe and disbelief. Are we seriously having a conversation right now? Sitting down and talking like two mature adults?

This must be a dream, one I’m not sure I want to wake up from. "T...thanks," I mutter under my breath, barely able to process his words.

"Alpha Asher, I should go," I say quietly, trying to put some distance between us. "I don’t want to be the center of gossip in your pack." I...