JONAS’S POVBreathless and panting heavily, I bolted into my room, the door slamming shut behind me. My heart raced, pounding against my ribcage with the ferocity of a caged beast. The encounter with Asher had been dangerously close, too deadly to be dismissed lightly.I leaned against the cool wood, attempting to steady my breath and calm the storm raging within me. The memory of Asher’s strong and unyielding hands still lingered on my neck, serving as a reminder of my narrow escape from death’s door. I knew I had to think and devise a plan.As I paced the length of my room, my mind raced, each step a silent vow to disentangle myself from Lisa’s life. It was the only only path to escape Asher’s newfound wrath. The Bonnet brothers, those despicable traitors, had sealed my fate when they revealed the truth about Lisa’s identity. I should have put an end to it when I had the chance. However, now is not the time for regret. I need to devise a plan. Maybe it’s time to disappear, to allow
ASHER’S POV Stopping at my closed door, I slid it open. The familiar creak echoed through the silent hallway, a sound that had become a comforting routine. I pushed the door open and peered inside. There she was, Lisa, peacefully asleep in my bed.Her chest rose and fell rhythmically, her breaths a soft whispers in the quiet room. Her face, bathed in the gentle blue light of the moon, was a picture of tranquility.Closing the door behind me, I ventured deeper into the room and paused by the bedside. I found myself captivated by her beauty, a radiance that seemed to radiate from within her.“She’s still so incredibly beautiful,” I thought to myself, my heart swelling with a mixture of affection and longing as I continued to admire her from afar.The more I observed her, the more I became aware of the numerous mysteries that shrouded her return to me. According to the Bonnet brothers, Kiara was discovered in a bloody state and left for dead, a circumstance that continues to perplex me
LISA POVThe moment Asher’s imposing figure vanished through the door, I released a breath I hadn’t realized I’d been holding. His presence, so close and overwhelming, felt like being submerged underwater, leaving me gasping for air.Aside from his flawless handsome face and piercing blue eyes, Asher was built like a Greek god. His rock-hard abs and ripped muscles were hard to ignore especially while he keep hovering around me like that.Pushing his tempting thoughts out of my mind, I begin to wonder about the destination of our impending journey. I know Asher is determined to help me regain my memory, which is why I can’t help but imagine what plans he has for me.Moving into the bathroom, I felt the cool tiles seep under my feet grounding me. The warm water from the shower washed over me, cleansing not just my body, but also awaking my senses. Once I had finished washing and showering, I wrapped myself up in the plush comfort of Asher’s towel. Stepping out, I felt renewed.I noticed
LISA’S POVWith my heart pounding, I stood beside Sarah, my breath completely hitched. Her large eyes watched me, filled with expectations yet calm. “Easy there,” I whispered, reaching out with my left hand to stroke her velvety muzzle. For a heart-stopping moment, I thought she might rear up in protest. Instead, she leaned into my touch again, her warm breath puffing against my palm. A smile bloomed on my face, as bright and unexpected as a sunflower in a field of wheat.I glanced over at Asher, his eyes twinkling with encouragement. “Go on,” he urged, “You’re doing great, sweetheart.” I continued to stroke Sarah, my fingers gently tracing the contours of her face. I felt an invisible thread of connection weave itself between us. Could it be possible she recognizes me as Kiara even though I don’t recall ever mounting her.Just like Asher, it must have been hard for her as well not knowing where her owner was. I rewarded her calmness with a handful of carrot treats, their crunch ec
LISA’S POVAs the horse’s hooves clattered to a halt in the stable, I felt my lips part, ready to speak. But before the words could escape, Asher’s strong hands released their hold on me. He swung off the horse with a grace that left me in awe, then turned to assist me down.With my feet firmly planted on the ground, I tilted my head up to thank him, but the words got stuck in my throat. Asher stood there, his hair tousled by the wind, looking so handsome that it was almost painful. And when he swallowed a saliva, I can’t help but ache with needs.I found myself having to tear my gaze away from him forcefully, choosing instead to focus on the horses that had now become my perfect distraction.“Thank you,” I managed to say, my voice barely above a whisper. He nodded, a hint of a smile playing on his lips. “It’s nothing, Lisa,” he reassured me. I turned away, my cheeks flushed with embarrassment, as he led his horse towards its stall. The animal nuzzled his palm, seeking either comfor
LISA’S POVAs the day slipped by, Asher, with his warm smile and twinkling eyes, kept introducing me to new activities around the pack. Each one was more adventurous than the last, ranging from sightseeing to visiting the villages within the pack.The memory of my last horse ride with Sarah, a disastrous affair that ended with me nearly falling off, was still fresh in my mind, preventing me from going on a solo ride.Noticing my hesitation to ride alone the next day he took me to the stable, Asher made sure to keep me close, allowing me to ride with him on Zion, his majestic steed, for which I was grateful for.As we rode out of the stable and towards a new adventure, I caught a glimpse of Sarah, the mare. Her eyes, filled with longing, followed me, as though wishing for me to mount her as well. The temptation was there, but the fear of another accident held me back each time I tried to take a step forward.I couldn’t dare go out of my way to try it, not with the fear of falling, hold
LISA’S POVThe room was silent, save for the soft rustling of the curtains as a gentle breeze found its way through the slightly ajar window. I sat on the edge of the bed, my hands clasped tightly together, the weight of my thoughts pressing down on me like a physical burden.The events of the afternoon replayed in my mind, each memory punctuated by the same, unshakable feeling: Asher knew. He knew the chaos he stirred within me, the way his presence stirred something deep and ancient in my soul.I could sense his gaze on me, even now, as if he were present in the room, observing, anticipating. It felt as if he expected me to accept his challenge, to adopt the identity he was so convinced was mine: Kiara, his missing mate.The notion that I should master archery in a mere day, to strike the bullseye with unerring accuracy, seemed ridiculous to me. Yet, it was a challenge he had set before me with unwavering confidence.His constant watch over me has become a source of frustration for
LISA’S POVThe female wolf, Scarlett, was seething mad at this point. Her eyes, typically a gentle hazel brown, now glinted with a fiery intensity, casting an unspoken challenge across the room. I could feel the heat of her gaze boring into me, but I chose to disregard it, savoring the last drops of my milk.The creamy liquid slid down my throat, providing fulfillment unlike the crazy red hair staring daggers at me. I could sense Scarlett’s impatience growing with each passing second I ignore her. However, I took my time still, rinsing the cup under the flowing tap. Her voice broke through the silence, a low growl barely contained when she couldn’t take it anymore. "You think you’re so clever, don’t you?" she accused. "Flaunting yourself in front of Alpha Asher, thinking he’d ever choose you over me just because you bear the face of his mate, Kiara."I rinsed the cup, allowing the water to cascade over my fingers. “Cleverness has nothing to do with it,” I retorted, my voice unwaverin