Chapter Twenty-three

"Pervert!" I screamed, grasping my robe on the bed to swiftly wrap around me. I glared at Ashton who was still standing by the door quietly, his face seemingly clouded with an intense emotion I couldn't decipher.

For the first time.

I knew why he was here, and I was ready for him.

As fast as-as if it didn't happen, his expression normalized and he fully came into the room in giant strides and lurked in from of me. His eyes narrowed, his mouth shifting in a snarl as he calmly demanded, "you call me a pervert for seeing what rightfully belongs to me?"

I eyed him and crossed my arms over my chest. "I don't belong to you, Ashton. At least not yet." I shifted back, hitting the table behind me.

He was looking at me intently, his glossy eyes penetrating my being as if he was seeing through the thick woollen robe around my body into my soul. Then his Adam apple moved and the sound of his gnashing teeth reached me. "I see you are growing wild, little wolf."

"Ashton, I don't want any trouble