Chapter 113 - Asher

I stumbled back under the lash of Xander's mental volley. I was reminding him of our father? I flinched; the breath knocked from my chest.

"Asher?" Kiema pushed forward, arms outstretched. "You okay, big brother?"

I nodded, unable to find any words.

Cherry was standing at the far end of the table, looking bright and shiny as a new coin.

"I'm golden." I turned away from them. I hadn't been dressed down like that by Xander in years. I needed a minute.

I heard Cherry say something to Kiema behind me. I couldn't stay there and listen to whatever it was. I had to get out. I needed air. Space.

Ransom walked through the doors.

I knew immediately that he believed I'd gotten in Ki-Ki's face. Why the fuck he would think I'd do such a thing was un-fucking-believable. Saint would have ripped me apart had I done something so stupid.

"Conference room. Now." His tone was glacier cold. His dark blue eyes held my death if I didn't do what he said.

I nodded, turned back around.