Alethea

"I know... I know, Asher," I mutter, my voice barely above a whisper.

Everything rushes through me at once as he lays his emotions bare, letting me see the truth he has been carrying alone.

He wasn't trying to hurt me when he hit me, he was trying to save me.

Maya had a silver knife. I hadn't seen it. I had lost all caution the moment I saw Declan with her. The only thought in my head had been to run to my son. Nothing else would have stopped me, not even Asher, not anyone. And Asher knew that.

That's why he did what he did.

Maybe he...