Asher's POV
Kill that asshole! No, strangle him till he beg for death, and ensure it would be the one thing he would never get!
“Focus, dear.” Luna Diana cupped my chin, straughtened it till I was looking at her gorgeous face and returned her hand to lay on my shoulder and around my neck, where it had always been.
Jeez! Could she just let me go already? For what seemed like ages, we were stuck in the same dance step, repeating it like we were rehearsing for a festival. I was tired and slowly getting irritated, not of her, but of the whole situation.
As though she could read my thoughts, she carefully positioned her underarm on my arm, and her hand around my shoulder took my neck in a tender grasp. We waltz, not changing any freaking dance steps or swinging or chanting, we were like rocks, fulfilling their mission to make the earth solid, a pity duty.
“Sebastian!” I groaned in my head, but even though it was in my head, I was scared she heard me because of the intensity with which
