Alethea

"Stay the fuck back, Ally!" Asher growls, his voice laced with pain.

I freeze. His body is shaking, his fists clenched at his sides. I can see the struggle in his eyes, fighting to keep his wolf from breaking through. The air around us feels thick and charged, and the ground seems to tremble with the force of his voice.

"What difference does it make, Asher?" I ask, my voice cracking. "You don't want me. You never wanted me."

I take a shaky breath, lifting my hand in frustration. "Tell me something. Did you ever love me? Even just a little?"

"Don't ask me that, Ally," he booms, stepping...