Moonbound to a Human의 모든 챕터: 챕터 21 - 챕터 30

Savannah Whitlock.For a heartbeat, the room stood still.Then Asher chuckled, low and warm, like he couldn't help it. The next instant he closed the distance in a blink of an eye. Before I could form a coherent thought, his arms slid underneath my knees and around my back, and he scooped me up off ther bed like I weighed absolutely nothing. "Asher!" I yelped. "What...no! Put. Me. Down!"He laughed, actually laughed, and the sound vibrated straight throughme."You said that you liked the view," he teased, holding me securely against his chest as if my protesting and wiggling was adorable, "I'm just trying to give you a better view. A better angle.""Yes I said that I liked the view, but that wasn't the view I was talking about..." I muttered, cheeks ablaze."Oh? and what view would that be?" He teased again. "I'm going to kill you..." I hissed, squirming uselessly because his grip didn't even budge. Asher's eyes crinkled at the corners, amused."We shall see, little one." He adjus

Savannah Whitlock.I was turned around.I was being good.I was staring out the window like it held the meaning of life and not just a bunch of gray blue dawn and trees dusted with snow.And then... the glass betrayed me.The early morning light turned the window into a mirror, just clear enough, and my eyes snagged on the reflection before my brain could stop them.Asher.Behind me. Moving with that quiet, unbothered confidence he seemed to live in.He hooked his thumbs into his waistband and pulled them down like it was nothing. Like he wasn't a walking distraction. Like he wasn't... "Oh my Gods..." sculpted. I froze.My breath did this humiliating trill, and I slapped my hand over my mouth. My cheeks went hot so fast it was like my body had a mind of its own. I should have looked away. I should have been mature.I wasn't.His back was broad, his muscles shifting smoothly underneath his shirt as he stepped out of the fabric. And then.... THEN the reflection caught the curve of him

Asher DravenHart"Biting me is a bold strategy." I said, lifting a brow. "It's not a strategy." She said her eyes narrowing, "It's a promise." "And what if I like it?" I countered, tone innocent in a way that absolutely wasn't innocent. Savannah's entire face flashed red so fast that it was almost impressive. She sputtered once, then snapped her mouth shut like she'd just bitten her own tongue. We reached the middle of the staircase, and I felt her squeeze my hand, hard. Like she was trying to transmit I hate you through skin contact.At the bottom of the stairs, she leaned closer as if she needed to make sure that only I heard her. Her voice came out in a hissed warning."Don't tempt me, Asher."Her voice slid down my spine and stirred Nero, who perked up like he heard the word treat."Tempt her. Have her bite. Mark her.""Quiet." I warned, but my mouth twitched anyway.Before I could reply, a laugh floated from the dining room, easy, familiar. Rowan."Oh I am loving whatever is h

Asher DravenHartWe finished breakfast slower than when we started. Not because the food wasn't good, it was. The bread was warm, the crisp bit of bacon, and the apples that tasted like comfort. But the dining hall carried echoes: the pack's curious glances and their minds linking with one another wondering why she was still here, what she was going to do, when she was going to run. I'm glad that she couldn't hear it, the weight of things said without literally saying them. What mattered most was that Savannah ate anyway.Depsite the heavy feeling in the room.When she finally pushed her plate away, she looked steadier than she had the night before. She was still wary, her character still was sharp at the edges, but she looked less like she was one breath away from bolting out of the house and back into the cold. She sat back in the chair, tugging at the hem of my shirt like she had forgotten it was mine for a moment, then remembered and flushed faintly.I rose first, not rushing her

Asher DravenHart"Asher," she said again, softer, "Are you alright?"I blinked once, thrown off by how quickly she had moved. She had crossed that distance without hesitation, as if her body decided before her mind could debate about it. I swallowed hard, feeling the heat creep into my face for a reason that had nothing to do with embarrassment, but everything to do with the face that she was near. Near enough to smell her natural sweetness."I'm fine..." I managed to say through a rough voice. Savannah didn't move away. "Are you sure?" she asked, eyes searching my face with unnerving focus, "You looked like... like you got all dizzy. Or like you were in pain.""I wasn't in pain." I said quickly.Which was half true. It wasn't pain so to speak.It was wanting and restraint braided together to tightly that sometimes it felt like it would snap. Savannah's fingers tightened on my forearm."Then what happened?"I hesitated.I didn't want to tell her about the bellow in my head. About h