Chapter 12

Asher POV

I left her.

I made it about a thousand meters away before my wolf practically demanded that I shift and go back to her.

“What do you want me to do?! She won’t accept me! She hates me!” I shout out loud as if my wolf was standing right next to me. He simply growls from the back of my mind, making me roll my eyes at him. He doesn’t understand. He’s an animal- he operates off instinct, not logic.

There’s no way Saph will accept me as her mate. I can hardly wrap my mind around how us being mated could ever work.

I continue stomping through the woods, making my way home, wanting to take a hot shower.

I stop mid-stride, an idea popping into my head. “Maybe she can learn to accept me…” My wolf starts hopping around at the thought. “She doesn’t know me. I can help her. Maybe then…”

I sprint back to the packhouse as the pieces of a plan start falling into place.

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When I make it to my office, which is in the east wing of the packhouse, I try reaching out to Archie thr