His Mate: Prince Asher
Naomi said and snatched her hand from his, and flipped on her hoodie’s hood, walking away from him quickly.
Asher watched her leave and his gaze went to the three girls, he couldn’t help but feel like something would happen to them and somehow, Naomi knows about it. At that moment, her nickname came to mind, Psychic, why is she called that? He had told himself he wouldn’t investigate, neither would he compel her to tell him but now, his curiosity was getting the best of him and also the fact that he knows he cannot compel her to tell him.