THIRTY-ONE

Asher’s placed his mid-finger on her lips, swallowing up all her words and complaints. Clarissa felt the tear slide down her cheeks, but she made no move to sweep it away.

“You sell yourself short. I agree all this is too much to handle. But, you’re enough. You’re Clarissa, the young woman who had fought for herself till this age,” he said softly. “Whatever you decide, I won’t argue with it, but I know, you are going to fit into my kingdom like a glove.” He assured her.

His hands slid down her lips, and slowly he flicked the tears away. Clarissa felt her heart expand in her heart, and when he reached out to hold her hands, she didn’t stop him.

“Luna!” Sam called from the distance.

Clarissa turned to look at him and felt the fingers slide away. She turned to Asher, but he was not there. She looked around and she couldn’t find him. Did she just imagine the whole moment?

*****

Asher walked into the penthouse. He was so tired from the run. He had not come in last night because his wolf w