Se connecterBianca’s Point of View “Asher, are you even listening to me?” I snap my fingers lightly in front of him, half teasing, half irritated. His eyes have glazed over again, the way they do sometimes when he drifts off somewhere far away from me. He blinks, and clears his throat. “Yeah, of course. Sorry, you were talking about colors for the ceremony. You said you liked pale blue and silver, right?" I study him carefully, my brows lifting slightly. “Yeah that's right. And you agreed we should talk to your mother soon. I don’t want to keep postponing it forever.” His lips twitch, a shadow of a smile. “I didn’t say forever. Just… when the timing feels right. But yes, we will talk to her. Soon.” It’s not as firm an answer as I would have liked, but at least it’s something. I nod my head slowly, resting my hand against my stomach. “Good. Because this is important to me, Asher. To us.” He glances at me his expression softening, and he reaches out to squeeze my hand. “
Bianca’s Point of View I pace the length of my room, my phone pressed tightly against my ear. My palms are sweaty, and my stomach is twisting itself into knots. “I’m trying, okay?” I whisper into the phone, my voice already trembling. “You’re not trying hard enough.” Damon’s voice comes form the other side, sharp, and cold. Familiar in a way that makes my skin crawl. “You have been with him for weeks and what do you have to show for it? Absolutely nothing!”He snarls at me and I flinch before swallowing hard and answering him. “I am trying. Do you think this is easy? Do you think I can just force him?” “Your excuses don’t interest me, you promised you could handle it.” He says coldly and I flinch again, clutching the phone harder. “It’s not my fault.” I say quickly. “He is distracted. He had been distracted since we got here, it's like he is somewhere else even when I’m right in front of him. What do you expect me to do about it?” “Fix it. Get his focus back on you. You
Bianca’s Point of View The door closes behind Sienna, Ava and Aiden but the tension between me and Asher intensifies. I shift slightly, turning away from the door to look at Asher. “Asher…” I say softly, but he doesn’t respond. He is still staring at the door, almost like he is waiting for it to open again. “Asher?” I call again, this time touching his arm gently. He blinks, snapping out of whatever trance he was in before looking at me and clearing his throat “Yes?” He asks as if nothing just happened. I frown, studying him for a second before I speak. “Are you okay?” I ask and he quickly nods his head. “Yeah. I’m fine.” He says and I arch a brow at him. I don’t believe him, not even a little, but I don't push. “Okay…” I murmur slowly and he clears his throat again. “I’ll just go order.” He says and I nod my head. “I’ll come with...” I begin, but he immediately shakes his head. “No, it’s fine. You go sit.” He says, gently but firmly
Bianca’s Point of View I hum softly as I brush over my cheek, before tilting my head slightly to the side. “Maybe a little less…” I murmur, blending it out. I stare at my reflection. We have been at Asher’s pack for a few days now but I have barely seen him. Which doesn't bother me all that much to be honest, but today I am putting a little more effort into my appearance since we are actually having breakfast together. My wolf has been hounding me to tell him the truth but I am to scared, and I don't know how to approach this. I mean, how do I even explain it? I have been going over the options in my head, over and over again.If I tell him the truth he will be super angry, and maybe, after he calms down he might be willing to help me... but, what if he doesn’t understand? What if he throws me out? I swallow hard and shake my head.No, my best option is getting him to sign an alliance with Damon first. My wolf suddenly growls lowly. So your plan is to lie more? I hesitate,
Bianca’s Point of ViewI stare up at the ceiling, my hands resting on my stomach.It’s quiet.Too quiet.No voices… no tension… no Damon…I let out a slow breath."Just relax. This is what normal is supposed to feel like…"I murmur to myself and my wolf shifts uneasily.I know is has been a while since we left the pack, but this still doesn’t feel normal.She mutters and I sigh. I know…I turn onto my side, staring at the wall.I should feel safe…But, you don’t.She says and I close my eyes.No, because none of this is real...Before she can respond, there is a knock on my door and my eyes snap open.“Come in.” I call softly.The door opens, and Asher steps inside, giving me a small smile. “Hey.”“Hey.” I say, pushing myself up slightly.“Did you sleep?”He asks and I sigh, pushing some hair out of my face.“No, not really.”I mutter and he sighs."I thought so."He murmurs, his expression thoughtful. I study him for a second with a small frown.“Are you okay?”I ask and he nods
Bianca’s Point of View My stomach tightens as the gates come into view. “This is it?” I ask softly ans Asher nods his head. “Yeah… this is it.”He says. I swallow hard, my fingers curling slightly in my lap. “Okay…”We continue to drive in silence. The pack house comes into view, and the car slows down.I sit up straighter as the car rolls to a stop, and suddenly I see Asher tense in the seat next to me. His hands tightens around the wheel, his knuckles going white as he takes a slow, controlled breath. I frown immediately, shifting in my seat before I reach out and touch his arm. “Hey… are you okay?” I ask softly and he turns his head towards me. For a second, something flashes across his face, something I don’t recognize, then it is gone just as quickly. “Yeah… I’m fine. I just have a lot on my mind. Don’t worry about me. Are you okay?”He asks, a little stiffly, forcing a small smile. My frown deepens, but I nod my head anyway, letting out a small chuckle. “Aside from







