A Family Dinner and Painful Memories:The scent of spaghetti and meatballs filled the air as they entered the dining area. His mother stood by the stove, plating the food, her posture more relaxed than usual. She turned and smiled at Elena. "I hope youโre hungry." Elena returned the smile. "It smells amazing." Asher studied his mother carefully. There was a softness in her expression that he hadnโt seen in yearsโnot since his father was alive. They sat down, and for the first few minutes, there was only the sound of forks clinking against plates. Then his mother started talking. "You know, Asher used to be the pickiest eater as a child." Asher groaned. "Mom." She ignored him, turning to Elena with a smirk. "He refused to eat anything green. I had to hide vegetables in his food just to get him to eat them." Elenaโs eyes sparkled with amusement. "So thatโs why he avoids salads." "Exactly!" His mother laughed. "You should have seen the tantrum he threw when he foun
A River of Memories : A Lingering Mystery"You're not going to tell me, are you?"Elena narrowed her eyes at Asher, who smirked from his spot on the bed. He lay stretched out, arms behind his head, looking far too amused by her frustration."Nope," he said simply, his voice dripping with satisfaction.She huffed, crossing her arms. "Why do I even bother asking?"Asher chuckled, his dark eyes gleaming in the dim light of their room. "Because youโre curious."She hated that he was right.Elena had spent the last hour trying to pry the secret from him, but he remained annoyingly tight-lipped. Whatever he wanted to show her, it was important enough for him to keep it a surprise.And that only made her more impatient.She tapped her foot against the floor, staring at him like he might crack under the pressure. He didnโt."Not even a hint?" she tried again, lowering her voice to a coaxing whisper.Asher turned his head slightly, pretending to consider. "Alright, Iโll give you something."
She frowned. โA reminder of what?โHe turned to her then, something raw flashing in his gaze. โOf how much things have changed. Of how some things you love can disappear before youโre ready.โHer heart ached at the sadness in his tone. She wanted to ask more, to dig deeper, but she knew better. He would tell her when he was ready.Instead, she gave his hand another squeeze. โYouโre not alone, Asher.โA shadow of a smile crossed his lips, brief but genuine. โI know.โThey stood in silence for a moment, the riverโs soft murmurs filling the space between them. Birds rustled in the trees above, a cool breeze shifting the leaves, but neither of them moved.Finally, Asher sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. โI didnโt mean to bring you out here just to drown in my own thoughts.โElena shook her head. โI donโt mind. Sometimes silence says more than words ever could.โHis lips twitched. โYou always know what to say, donโt you?โShe smirked. โNot always. But I try.โHis gaze softened as he lo
Elena tightened her grip on Asherโs hand, her thumb tracing small circles against his skin.โYour fatherโฆ he sounds like an incredible man.โAsherโs gaze softened as he studied her, his hazel eyes reflecting something warm, something deep. โHe wouldโve loved you.โElenaโs breath hitched at his words. โYou think so?โHe nodded, brushing a stray curl from her face. โHe always said strength wasnโt about how hard you could hit or how many battles you won. It was about how much you could endure.โ He paused, his fingers ghosting along her jaw. โAnd, Elena, youโve endured more than anyone I know.โHer throat tightened, emotion swelling inside her. She had spent so much of her life feeling weak, feeling like she was constantly struggling to stay afloat. But Asherโhe saw her differently. Not as broken, not as fragile, but as someone strong. Someone resilient.Her eyes burned, tears threatening to spill. โAsherโฆโ She swallowed, shaking her head. โI donโt even know what to say.โA gentle smile t
Chapter: A Moment of Vulnerability and IntimacyA Sudden Surprise:โElena.โHer name barely left Asherโs lips before he closed the distance between them, his hands framing her face as his lips met hers. The kiss was slow, deliberateโfilled with an unspoken emotion that sent a shiver down her spine. It wasnโt rushed, nor desperate. It was something deeper. Something she wasnโt sure she could put into words.She sighed into the kiss, letting herself melt into his embrace. His warmth, his presence, it was intoxicating. But just as she was beginning to steady herself, he pulled away.Her lips parted slightly, confused by the sudden loss of contact. โAsher?โAnd then, to her complete shock, he reached down and pulled off his shirt in one fluid motion.Elenaโs breath caught in her throat.She wasnโt sure what she expected, but seeing him like thisโshirtless, the golden glow of the setting sun casting shadows over his well-defined torsoโmade her pulse quicken. She could see every ridge of mu
"Asher, I donโt have anything to wear," Elena said, crossing her arms over her chest. Asher smirked, the mischief in his eyes undeniable. "Youโre wearing something now, arenโt you?" He gestured to her shorts and tank top. Elenaโs lips pressed together, contemplating. The river was beautiful, its cyan surface shimmering under the afternoon sun, but the idea of undressing, even partially, made her hesitate. Asher noticed her apprehension and took a step closer, brushing a stray strand of hair behind her ear. "You trust me, donโt you?" His voice was soft, patient. "Of course, I do," she said without hesitation. "Then come in," he said simply. Elena bit her lip, the internal war raging inside her. She was tired of letting her past dictate her present. She had come so far. This was just another step. Asher, seeing her uncertainty, reached for the hem of his shirt and pulled it over his head in one smooth motion, tossing it onto the riverbank. Elenaโs breath hitched as she to
Elena splashed water at him, and he let out a dramatic gasp before retaliating, sending droplets flying around them. Their laughter echoed through the quiet woods, blending with the gentle ripple of the river. When they finally stilled, Asher cupped her face, his thumbs brushing over her cheekbones. "Elena," he murmured, his voice lower, more serious. "Hm?" "Youโre everything," he whispered, his forehead pressing against hers. "Everything I didnโt know I needed." Elena swallowed the lump in her throat, overwhelmed by the sheer intensity of his gaze. For once, she didnโt shy away. Instead, she smiled, letting the warmth of his words settle deep inside her. Maybeโjust maybeโshe could let herself believe it.Asher smirked, brushing a stray droplet of water from Elenaโs cheek. โYouโre staring.โ Elena blinked, feeling heat rise to her already flushed face. โI am not.โ He raised an eyebrow, clearly amused. โOh? So you werenโt just admiring me?โ Elena scoffed, trying to fig
A Love Confession Under MoonlightThe ConfessionโElena.โShe heard her name through the soft ripples of water, but she wasnโt sure if she had imagined it. The moonlight shimmered on the riverโs surface, casting a glow over Asherโs face, highlighting the intensity in his hazel eyes.โWhat?โ she breathed, her heart hammering against her ribs.โI love you.โ His voice was steady, unwavering.Elena froze. The words hit her like a tidal wave, knocking the air from her lungs. She stared at him, sure she had misheard, blaming the gentle rush of water distorting his words.โYouโฆ what?โ she whispered, her pulse roaring in her ears.Asher didnโt hesitate. He cupped her face, his wet fingers grazing her cheeks. โI love you, Elena. Iโve loved you for longer than I even realized. And I donโt want to wait anymore.โHer breath hitched. This was unrealโimpossible. No one had ever said those words to her. No one had ever meant them.โAsherโฆโ she started, but she had no idea what to say. She could only
"Are you awake, my love? " Asher's voice was a gentle murmur against Elena's ear, his breath warm as he nestled closer. "Mmm, barely, " Elena replied, her voice thick with sleep, a soft smile playing on her lips. "Good, because I need to remind you how much I love you before the world intrudes. " His fingers traced lazy circles on her back, each touch igniting a trail of warmth. "Youโre incorrigible, " she teased, turning to face him, their noses nearly touching. "Only for you, " he whispered, capturing her lips in a tender kiss that deepened, their connection reaffirmed in the quiet intimacy of the morning. The sun filtered through the curtains, casting a golden glow over their entwined forms. The world outside was momentarily forgotten, their shared warmth a sanctuary. "Today is important, " Asher said, pulling back slightly to look into her eyes. "The unlinking ceremony, " Elena nodded, the weight of the day settling over her. "We'll face it together, " he assured her, his
Elena stayed in Asherโs arms long after the silence settled over the room, her breaths shallow and uneven against his chest. His shirt was damp from her tears, her trembling fingers still curled in the fabric like a child clinging to the last thread of safety.Asher didnโt speak.Not yet.He just held her.One arm wrapped firmly around her back, the other cradling her head, stroking slow, soothing lines down her spine. Leo was quiet inside him nowโno longer snarling, no longer threatening to rip Jacob apart. The wolf had retreated, subdued not by logic, but by the pure, aching vulnerability radiating from the girl in his lap.Not Alpha. Not protector. Just her mate.Her anchor.Her home.Elena let out a hiccuping breath, and he felt itโa tiny shift. Her fingers uncurled slightly, the tension bleeding out of her limbs as she sagged against him. He gently brushed her hair behind her ear, pressing a kiss to her temple, then leaned back just enough to look down at her face.Her eyes were
Grayson followed Asher in silence, but the second they approached the house, a low, guttural growl broke the quiet.Asher stopped cold.The sound rumbled from within himโdeep, primal. Leo was awake. And furious.โMine.โThe single word echoed through Asherโs bones like a warning bell. His wolf, ever quiet unless provoked, was no longer hiding behind reason.Grayson blinked, his foot mid-step. โDid your wolf justโ?โโYeah,โ Asher muttered, breath tightening. โLeo doesnโt like the idea of you seeing Elena.โGrayson raised both brows. โI wasnโt going to touch her, damn.โLeo snarled again, louder this time, vibrating through Asherโs chest and fists. His nails elongated briefly before retracting as he forced himself to breathe.โOurs. No one sees her but us.โโOkay, okay, message received,โ Grayson said, holding up his hands with a crooked smile. โIโll stay far enough not to get my face bitten off.โAsher didnโt laugh. He couldnโt. Leo was pressing harder than ever, pacing beneath his ski
Asher didnโt return to the house right away.The quiet outside offered a stillness his mind couldnโt replicate, no matter how much he tried. With each step away from the prison cells, the weight of his rage clung to him like damp fog. The cold night air kissed his skin, but did nothing to ease the fire in his chest. Every breath felt tight. Controlled. Deliberate.He shouldโve felt satisfied.Connorโs swollen eye, the tremble in Vivianโs voice, the blood on the wallโthose were the marks of vengeance served. Heโd made them feel a fraction of what Elena had endured under their reign. Heโd stripped them of their dignity, made them bleed, and banished them to the life of roguesโexiled to the wild, where survival was a game of luck and brute strength.But vengeance wasnโt justice. Not entirely.And as he stood alone beneath the canopy of stars, his jaw clenched tighter with the realization that satisfaction was fleeting. Their cries didnโt heal the fractures in Elenaโs soul. Their punishme
Dinner was laid out across the long table Asher had dragged from the lodgeโs storageโMargotโs stew steaming in bowls, Genevieveโs bread basket nestled beside it, and pitchers of spiced cider passed down in quiet gratitude. Plates clinked. Conversations remained low, fragile like glass recovering from a storm.Elena sat beside Asher, her fingers occasionally brushing his thigh beneath the table, grounding him when his shoulders tensed or his jaw locked from old ghosts. Across from them sat Lena, who was halfway through her third bowl of stew and humming in appreciation like it was a five-star meal.But one thing kept tugging at Elenaโs awareness like a thorn stuck under skin.Jacob.He sat at the far end of the table, between Genevieve and a shy pack healer, making no effort to disguise itโhis gaze locked on Elena with an intensity that no longer felt polite or admiring.She tried to ignore it at first. Maybe it was curiosity. Maybe he didnโt mean anything by it. But every time she lif
Elena barely had time to exhale before another presence entered the clearingโgentle footsteps crunching the blood-speckled gravel.โSweetheart?โThe voice was soft, but it stilled Asher instantly.His head turned before his body did. โMom?โMargot stood at the edge of the courtyard, hands clasped nervously in front of her, eyes shimmering with barely-contained tears. Her gray-streaked hair was pinned back hastily, and she looked like sheโd run here in a rushโstill wearing an apron dusted with flour.โAsherโฆโ Her voice broke.He didnโt speak. He just went to her.His steps were slow at first, hesitant, but with each stride they grew fasterโuntil he crashed into her arms and buried his face against her shoulder like he was five again and had just skinned his knee. Margot clutched him tightly, murmuring softly in a language only mothers knew.Elena stepped back, heart clenched.It was a sight no one else could offer him: a mother holding her son, grounding him not with duty or titles but
Asherโs breathing had steadied against her chest, but the tension clinging to his body told Elena his storm hadnโt fully passed. She could feel it in the way his arms held her like a lifelineโtight, desperate, almost reverent.She shifted slightly to cradle his jaw, lifting his face until their eyes met.โYouโre my mate,โ she whispered.The words werenโt said to soothe.They were truth.Powerful. Undeniable.โI know what that means,โ she continued, fingers brushing the tears from his cheeks. โIt means youโll fight for me. Kill for me if you have to. You didnโt attack out of rage alone, Asher. You reacted because someone laid hands on your bonded mate. You were protecting me.โHis eyes shimmered with grief and awe.โAnd while what happened tonight was violentโฆ it wasnโt senseless,โ she added. โIt wasnโt cruelty. It was instinct. Love, twisted in the face of danger.โโBut love shouldnโt look like *that,*โ he rasped. โElenaโฆ there was blood on my hands. And for a secondโI didnโt even car
The silence held like a fragile glass domeโready to crack with the next breath.Elena slowly stood from the stone bench, her hand still laced with Asherโs. The blood had dried on his knuckles, a dark contrast to her soft, steady fingers. Around them, the night air hummed with unspoken tension. Somewhere beyond the walls, the pack waited. Watched. Whispered.She lifted her chin.And walked forward.โAsher,โ she said quietly, her voice a thread of steel wrapped in silk, โstay here. Breathe.โHe nodded, reluctant but obedient, his eyes never leaving her.She turned toward the courtyardโs archway where the first lines of pack members had begun to gatherโhesitant, uncertain, wide-eyed. Grayson stood among them, stiff and unreadable. Lena hovered just behind him, arms crossed but eyes flickering with somethingโsomething like waiting.Elena stepped into view.โEnough,โ she said.The word sliced through the air.Dozens of heads turned toward her. Murmurs died. Shoulders squared.Her tone wasn
The Shattering Calm: โI told you not to touch her.โAsherโs voice was low, gutturalโnearly inhuman. His body was a blur of motion.โNoโ!โNathanโs scream barely left his lips before a sickening crack echoed through the air.Then silence.The kind that wraps around the lungs and crushes.The kind that halts time.Gasps broke out in waves. A few stumbled back. Others covered their mouths. A baby somewhere wailed. But no one moved.Nathanโs body hit the stone floor with a finality that silenced even the torches.He wasnโt breathing.Not twitching.Not alive.Elena didnโt scream. She couldnโt.Her breath had left her the moment Nathanโs hand had clamped around her wrist.Now, standing there, the imprint of his fingers still burning her skin, she staredโat the lifeless heap that had once been a boy she grew up with.And then at Asher.His chest heaved, but his faceโgods.His eyes were pitch black, a storm of rage and instinct, his jaw clenched so tight she swore his teeth would shatter. B