Bile rose in my throat. Hearing Joseph laugh about Aimee’s trauma made my entire stomach shift and churn. I swallowed it down and snapped, “Don’t talk about her like that!” With one glance at me, he stifled his laughter. “Hey, don’t be sick in my car.” If I was sick in his car, he’d deserve it
Joseph’s dad focused his attention on his son. “Is this a joke, Joey? I’ve had a good laugh, but you better come clean before you give your mother an ulcer.” Joseph winced. “It’s no joke, Dad. Sorry.” His dad’s good humor vanished like a switch had been flipped. “We talked about this. How many t
You’ll never see your baby again. Joseph’s mother’s threat left me hollow and bereft. I felt I must be dreaming, because something so horrible couldn’t possibly happen in real life. But when I pinched the skin of my arm, I was still sitting in that dining room with Joseph and his parents, and sh
I retrieved my phone and called him. “Asher?” I asked before it even stopped ringing. “I’m almost there,” he said. I released a slow, shaky breath. “Who are you calling?” Joseph demanded, coming close to me again. I instinctively backed away. My hormones flew left and right. I thought I mi
I narrowed my eyes at Joseph over Cynthia’s head, daring him to act against me. My wolf itched under my skin, primed for action. We would protect Cynthia and her pup from any threat. Even Joseph. No, especially Joseph. Joseph didn’t move, except his eyes, which looked between Cynthia and me wi
So exhausted from my weekend, I slept through my morning alarms and didn’t roll out of bed until someone knocked at my door around noon. I thought of ignoring it, I was so comfortable under my blankets. But then I realized it might be Asher. Sighing, I wrapped my blankets around me like a cloak
He stepped closer, pressed further. “You think he likes you? Asher hates you. Do you know what his life was like before?” “Stop,” I whispered, but he just kept going. “Women, parties, glory. What is it now? Chasing after you to clean up your messes.” “Stop,” I said again, louder. This time,
“Maybe we shouldn’t see each other anymore,” I’d said. Silence followed. The air cooled and grew thick with tension. Then, voice very low, Asher replied, “What?” Suddenly he was standing, and I was too. Everything felt like a dream, distant and hazy. I couldn’t think clearly. Yet even with t