Asher's POV:

My legs stood firmly on the groom's chest, pinning him to the ground while I rained blows all over him—on his nose, jaw—all in a split second.

A unique scent wafted into my nose, making me pause.

My world seemed to stop as both of our eyes met.

Several emotions ran through me at once, but the one that stood out most was the urge to claim her right there and now.

"Mate, our mate!" Ian was restless.

She looked more beautiful than ever.

"W-what are you doing here?"

It felt like cold ice had been poured over my skin and snapped me out of whatever daze I...