ASHERS’S POVI was engulfed by a whirlwind of emotions as I found Lisa in Jonas’s room. She was the spitting image of Kiara, my lost mate. How could this be possible? She had the same freckles on her cheeks and the same curve on her lips, but her eyes were a different color. Instead of the haunting emerald green of my dreams, they were a deep blue that pierced my soul.Was she just a coincidence, as Jonas insisted? Or could she be connected to Kiara, the love of my life? I found myself torn between hope and doubt, longing and fear. I yearned to believe that she was somehow linked to Kiara and that she could fill the void in my heart. Yet, I also knew that it might be too good to be true—that she was merely a human girl who bore a striking resemblance to my mate. Despite holding her in my arms, I felt no bond, no spark of recognition.She was neither my other half nor my soulmate. She was not Kiara—brave and fierce, a warrior who had fought by my side and ignited a spark of life within
ASHER’S POVStumbling out of Kiara’s parents’ house, the evening air did little to clear my head. ‘What’s happening to me?’ I muttered. The question hung unanswered as I descended towards my men, who promptly bowed before me.I ignored their greetings and mounted my horse, setting out once again. The world was like a watercolor painting, with its edges bleeding into each other. At the center of it all was Lisa—or was it Kiara? The uncertainty was maddening."Who are you, really?" I whispered into the void, half-expecting an answer, but was met with silence.I tried to focus on the path ahead, but my grip tightened around the reins of my horse. As I rode back to the pack, my mind was a whirlwind of conflicting emotions.Lisa's presence continued to gnaw at me, each moment spent away from her only intensifying the turmoil within. Yet, despite the chaos, a part of me couldn't help but be drawn to her.As I approached the pack lands, the sun began to dip below the horizon, casting long sh
LISA’S POVAs dawn broke, I stirred from my uneasy slumber. The chill of the stone floor still clung painfully to my skin. Jonas was already awake; his mood was surprisingly cheerful compared to the previous night.His voice, usually as cold as the floor I slept on, had a warmth to it that morning. I found myself questioning if this was a newfound kindness or just another one of his twisted games.“Did you sleep well?” Jonas asked, his eyes meeting mine on the floor. I nodded in response, but my heart echoed a different emotion.How could one sleep peacefully on a bed of cold, hard stone? The memory of my soft bed back in the village seemed like a distant dream.My gaze traveled through the open window and towards the clear sky. I found myself wondering how Jax and Max were faring and if they missed me as much as I missed them.Tears threaten to spill from my eyes. I blink them away, quietly swearing to myself to escape this tangled mess named Jonas.“Are you hungry?” His eyes narrowe
LISA’S POV“Are you ready?” Jonas asked, his voice dripping with malice. He towered over me, his dark attire contrasting with my silver gown in the early morning light. I felt like a lamb being led to the slaughter.I nodded, paralyzed by his close proximity. His smile was cruel and twisted, making my skin crawl. He leaned in closer, his breath hot against my face, as he uttered his next words. “Good, Lisa. Very good.”"What are you doing?" I whispered, trying to sound brave but failing miserably as he continued to hover around my face.“Kiss me, Lisa.” His voice rumbled.“Please, Jonas, don’t do this,” I begged. My voice trembled as I tried to back away from him, but his grip was firm, making escape impossible. He ignored my plea, his hand snaking around my waist and pulling me closer to him. I could feel the stiff bulge in his pants as he continued to press himself against me."You're mine, Lisa," he whispered, his lips hovering over mine.I felt my heart hammering in my chest, lo
ASHER’S POVI returned to the pack house. The familiar faces of my pack members, already immersed in their daily tasks, greeted me. Their presence was a comforting constant in the whirlwind of emotions that was my life.I nodded at them, acknowledging their respect and loyalty, and then made my way to my room. I needed some time to myself to sort out the mess in my head and heart.I hoped that a shower and a change of clothes would wash away the traces of the night, the memories of Lisa, and the doubts of Jonas.My footsteps echoed in the hallway, a hurried rhythm that matched the pounding of my heart. As I neared my room, Scarlett appeared, her sudden presence catching me off guard. The moment Scarlett saw me coming, she walked towards me.I had no intention of stopping, but her hand reached out to take hold of my wrist, stopping me in my tracks.“What is it, Scarlett?” I ask myself, trying to pry her hands that are tightly wrapped around my wrist.“Please don’t push me away. I under
LISA’S POVThe uncanny resemblance between Kiara and me was like staring into a mirror that reflected not just my face but also my soul. It was as if we were two drops of water in the same ocean, indistinguishable from one another. This revelation sent a shiver down my spine, causing me to question the very fabric of my existence. My past was a blank canvas, tainted solely by the vivid memory of a horseback riding accident that had erased my memories.I hurried down the stone hallway, its dampness and darkness chilling my bones. My mind was a whirlwind of questions. Had my brothers deceived me? Was I a twin at birth? The questions echoed in my mind like a haunting melody, growing louder with each passing second.Suddenly, I froze. My heart pounded so hard that I could hear it in my ears as I remembered the stolen kiss with Asher in his chambers. I felt my face flush, remembering the feel of his lips against mine. He had kissed me, thinking I was her, and I had kissed him back. I had
ASHER’S POV"Lisa, wait!" I called out as I watched her run away from me. She didn't stop or look back. She vanished through the door, leaving me alone and confused.We had just kissed, and it had been the most amazing kiss of my life. Her lips were soft and sweet, and her tongue was playful and teasing. She had kissed me back with passion and fervor, as if she felt the same way I did. But then she had pulled away, her eyes wide and scared, and she had fled from me without a word.Why? What had I done wrong? Was it that she didn’t want me? Or was it that she didn’t feel the connection between us? I could have sworn she had responded to every singe one of my demands.I couldn’t let her go. I had to find her, talk to her, and make her understand. I pushed my way through the door, following the trail of her scent and the glint of her golden hair. I caught a glimpse of her as she turned a corner, only to be met by the sight of Scarlett.Scarlett. I am certain that she despised Kiara and d
LISA’S POV"Carelessness is a luxury we can't afford." Jonas's voice cut through the silence like a knife later that night, making me flinch. He glared at me with cold fury, his eyes piercing my soul. "Especially not when it comes to Scarlett."I lowered my head, unable to meet his gaze. A surge of guilt and anger washed over me—conflicting emotions that tore at my composure. I was aware of my mistake, yet I felt I didn’t deserve his wrath."I'm sorry," I whispered, hoping he would forgive me. "It won't happen again."He sighed, his face softening a bit. He ran a hand through his hair, a gesture of frustration. "Look, I know you didn't mean to cause trouble, but you have to be more careful. You don't understand how delicate our situation is. We're walking on a tightrope here, and any slip could send us tumbling down."I nodded, feeling the pressure of his words. I knew he was right, but it was hard to accept. I wanted to live freely and go back to my brothers, but I couldn't.I had to