|| ASHER's POV ||

I interrupted her softly, holding her hands as she seemed too excited by the news of my unborn child,

" Granny..well things are complicated. It's not my child. She wasn't here. I sent her to.."

She cut me off with a murderous glare, pulling her hands away from me,

" Are you crazy, Asher? I have smelt our flesh and blood. My wolf can't be damn wrong. In case you have forgotten, your mother had my bloodline as well and she could smell me from miles away. We were born with these certain traits and anyone sharing the blood, I would know. Right now I smelt...