Trigger warning: suicide. Asher’s pov I have been ‘out’ of prison for almost a month now. I still can’t go to school or leave the damn packhouse. It’s a good thing the packhouse has a gym and a play room, because Goddess otherwise I’d be bored out of my brain by now. Sierra brings me stuff from school from time to time. The teachers come by the packhouse and I take my tests here, so at least I'm not behind. The teachers act like everything is fine. But I can see they’re scared of me. Even though the people that are closets to me know I didn’t do this, there are still a lot of people that think I did. Amelia is staying here and helping Easton. Helping might be a bit of a stretch, because I don’t feel like they’re doing anything. I am still here. There is still a killer on the loose and they still haven’t found the person who shot me. Kate and Sierra had been trying to find out more, but neither seem to have any luck. They talked to every one of my exes and that of Mark's. All his f

Asher’s pov I took a shower, feeling so stressed out about everything. I just saw another dead body, which made me remember Riker. It was just too much. So much had happened in a short period of time and I needed a break. I needed Leia. “You need her close,” Logan confirmed. I knew somehow that her being close would help us both. That just her scent would calm me down. And I needed to know she was okay. Especially after thinking it was Leia, who was hanging in that tree. It was only a second, but the thought replayed in my head. Was Leia capable of taking her own life? I really hope not. I heard Kate’s voice while I grabbed a towel, but then the door closed. She must have been looking for me. I opened the bathroom door, wearing a towel around my waist and walked to the closet to grab something. Shit, I must be really needing Leia close, because I was even imagining smelling her. It smelled a bit like Kate’s shea butter cream, but the more I sniffed the air, the more I thought it s

Asher’s pov Leia fell asleep on top of my chest and when I woke up she practically covered my entire body with hers. I didn’t mind at all. “She is helping you. You sound better already.” Logan said happily. I did feel a lot calmer and I could actually sleep with Leia around me, but I was pretty sure that seeing a girl hung up on a tree, wasn’t something I would forget so easily. Not to mention everything that happened before. Leia was still asleep on top of me. I wondered if she had nightmares too. And why she slept so much. I hoped she would stay longer. Cyrus didn’t seem to mind and maybe I could help Leia too. I breathed in her scent and softly traced lines on her back and arms. Her skin was so soft. I loved how it looks against mine. “Like chocolate and vanilla,” Logan joked. When Leia woke up she got off me right away, looking mortified. “Sorry, fuck. I used you as a fucking pillow. Did I fucking drool on you? So sorry.” I laughed loudly, “I didn’t mind it one bit. You ca

Sierra’s pov I’ve been dating Tyler. We’re taking things slow and he’s a great guy. In a few months’ time we’ll find out if he’s my mate or not. He would be a great mate. He is sweet, he doesn’t mind that I have a bigger career in my future than he does and he is a great kisser. We haven’t done anything more yet, although I feel like we could soon. There is a part of me that holding back for some reason. Maybe it’s the same part that gets angry every time I see Mic and Kate hang out. Mic is always touching Kate and they seem so happy together. That should make me happy too right? But it doesn’t. It pisses me off. I’m sure Mic is nice and all, but I just want to beat her up, every time I see her stupid face. I guess I just want better for Kate. Mic isn’t good enough. Yeah, that must be it. I’m angry every time I see Kate. Angry at her for choosing Mic, for getting over me so quickly. She used to have this big crush on me for years and in like a few days it’s just gone?! And she choo

Asher’s pov Goddess, Leia looked too good with her new hair. And then she stood in my room in just her underwear. I wanted to touch her, wanted to put my mouth on her little pink nipples and make her moan my name. But she wasn’t ready. “We will have her, one day.” Logan said reassuringly. He had more confidence than I did. But for now I just wanted Leia to be well. Too feel good about herself. After we ate dinner together, we crawled into bed and she placed her red hair on my chest. Sorry, burgundy. It’s all the same to me, but it looked really good. “Goodnight, princess.” I said as I kissed the top of her head. “I’ll miss you when you go home tomorrow.” Leia turned as red as her hair. She almost whispered, “me too.” “What did you say, Leia? I didn’t hear you,” I teased her. “You fucking heard me. Now go to sleep.” She growled. “That’s my girl.” I said laughing. She wasn’t mine. But I wanted her to be, so badly. She didn't contradict me though. We fell asleep and I had no ni