Weston's POV

I sighed and bit my lips as I stepped out of Natalie's room. I bit my lip harder, trying hard to control the fury, frustration and guilt that I was feeling. There was nobody in the hall and I could not hold back my frustration as I roared a loud "Fuck!"

I grit my teeth and folded up the parchment paper in my hand, storming in the direction of my room down the hallway, away from Natalie's room. As I got in, I paced, inexplicably furious. I did not know how to express the anger coursing in my veins.

Asher was the cause of all this. He started...