Asher's POVHarper sleeps peacefully beside me, her chest moving slow with each breath she takes. Her hair is fanned around her like a halo, making her appear as if she is glowing. I don't always watch her sleep, but sometimes when my mind won't stop racing in the middle of the night, I turn to watch her in hopes my brain will fall asleep, too.I haven't been sleeping much since I found Harper stuck in the cave. I know she isn't clumsy enough to have fallen in on her own or would have willingly gone in herself. Something, or someone, is behind this. I just know it.I'm finding it hard to believe my uncles could've been involved because I know they would try and harm me first, not Harper. But it's impossible to believe it could've been anyone else. No one in the pack dislikes her and she's so kind to everyone, so I don't think someone would try to harm her.I roll on my back; a small sigh leaves my lips. Not knowing the truth is driving me insane. Harper is convinced my uncles wer
Harper's POVDays turn into weeks; mornings turn into night. I've settled into a routine with Asher's pack rather quickly. I'm learning day by day how things are run around here, and they've allowed me to insert myself in daily activities. Women in the pack have started coming to me for advice and it warms my heart.Asher hasn't said much since the cave incident. Every time I try to bring it up, he shuts me down and says he's sorting it out. Whatever that means. I don't like when he's worried about me, but at the same time I enjoy the fact that he cares about me and wants to protect me.I haven't seen Julius or Dean around the compound much in the past few weeks. I think they must be keeping a low profile since Asher announced he was taking full control over the pack, and they were to answer to Asher and me instead of holding a privileged position within the pack. That's the way I like it, just Asher and me.For the first time since leaving my home, I'm happy and content with lif
Asher's POVHarper moves around the bedroom gracefully. Her long hair trails behind her, bouncing with each step she takes. The way she moves has me enraptured and I don't know why. Who knew someone walking to the bathroom would have me losing my mind.I haven't been able to get her out of my head since we sparred together last week. The way she held herself in the situation was so attractive to me. I hadn't realized just how strong she is until that moment. Now every time I see her, I can't stop thinking about her for hours.It's a confusing time. Just the other week, I had written a letter to Zoey, expressing my undying love for her, and now I'm starting to look at Harper in a different way. My feelings and emotions are all over the place, and I don't know what to do about it.I'm sitting at my desk watching Harper move around the room as she tidies up. Her brows are set into a soft frown, and I smile without thinking. Everything she does is cute."Are you listening to me?" Ha
Asher's POV"Do you still love her?""I- What?" My mouth becomes dry, and I struggle to form a complete sentence."You heard me," She flips her hair over her shoulder, "I'm just curious."I haven't had anyone ask me that question for years. I'm not sure how to respond to it, because I don't know how I truly feel. Sometimes my heart begins to pound when I think about how beautiful she is, and other times I get so angry about her leaving me that I wish to never see her face again.I don't know how I feel about her, especially now that Harper is in the picture. I had thought Zoey was my Mate, that it would be a gradual pull towards her, but I'm starting to think that's not the case anymore."It's complicated," I sigh."I don't believe that," Harper responds, there's something behind her eyes that I can't quite put my finger on. Is it confusion? Anger?"I think you're still in love with her and can't admit it to yourself," she continues, the flames in her eyes roaring.I almost
Harper's POVIt's quiet between us when we get back to the bedroom. Asher told Jack he'll meet him in the games room in ten minutes before awkwardly following me here. I don't know what to say to him after the moment we shared together outside.The 'fake date' didn't feel fake after we almost kissed. I was happy to keep my attraction for him pushed to the side, thinking he wouldn't feel the same way about me. But now things are going to get complicated because we're meant to be in a fake marriage. I'm not sure if I'm ready to commit to him if the opportunity were to present itself.Asher walks to the desk, pulling out a bottle of whiskey. He pours a nip into the crystal glass he has displayed on the desk, and swirls it around, watching the contents inside form a small whirlpool."Do you want to go for a run in the morning?" He asks, not making eye contact with me.I shrug, sitting on the edge of the bed, "I don't see why not."He nods, placing the glass down on the desk without
Asher's POVMrs. Lang answers the door after I knock on it a second time. She looks frazzled, like she had been napping before her shift ended. She blinks in an attempt to wake herself, especially when she sees me with Harper cradled in my arms."What's happened, Asher?" She asks.She's a little old lady who has been working in the medical room for as long as I can remember. With age her hair has gotten shorter and greyer, something she voices her concerns about whenever we bump into each other."I think Harper has been poisoned." When I say it out loud it doesn't seem real.Harper being poisoned is the only rational explanation I can think of right now. She was fine throughout the date, but as soon as we got back to the room and she drank the whiskey, it was all downhill from there.I know deep down I was the target, considering the poison was in the whiskey bottle I keep hidden in my desk. The pack knows I drink that specific alcohol, so it only makes sense that I was the tar
Asher's POVHarper's condition has stayed the same for the past couple of days. Mrs. Lang ordered me to keep her comfortable in bed and keep a cool towel on her forehead as she may experience hot flushes during the healing process. With the right antibiotics she should make a full recovery.I spend most of my time sitting in bed next to her, never letting my eyes wonder elsewhere. I'm afraid if I leave her for more than a couple of minutes, she'll somehow end up getting worse. It's been a constant battle with my brain to try and not over think everything.Members of the pack have been wanting to stop by for a visit, to pay their respects to the Luna. I want them to have that opportunity, but I can't trust anyone anymore, not even my own pack. Not until the culprit is caught.Deep down I know this had to have been Julius. It's me against him in the fight for the Alpha title. He won't back down, even after saying he would if I got married. He's doing everything in his power to make
Harper's POVI still can't tell if I'm dreaming or dying. I go through stages where my brain completely shuts off and I'm left in nothing but darkness and silence. Other times my mind won't stop racing and I keep seeing scenarios that are either the future or just my imagination.After my brain having shut me out into the darkness for a long period of time, it's finally woken up to allow me to see visuals.I see myself standing in front of a large group of people. I recognize some faces, but some people have blank faces. Is this my pack from back home? I'm standing in front of them at a podium, shouting words that aren't clear.This must be a motivational speech, or maybe I've just been given the Alpha title. I can't see my brothers anywhere, but my Mother and Father are standing beside me with a proud smile etched across their faces.I look so strong and powerful, like nothing can stop me. I'm invincible. I appear to stop talking and the crowd erupts into a cheer, creating an u