Asher’s Point of View
Holding myself back was a thing of the past now. There was no fighting it any longer, my wolf had broken free and there were no magic words I could say that would reel him in. Truly, I believed that even if I’d thrown us off a cliff into the deepest sea, he would still struggle to the surface and find a way to get to his mate. 7 damn years of holding myself up in my parents wine cellar, and in a split second it was all torn away from me.
My emotions were a whirlwind right now, the whole situation far too complex to pick just one. I didn’t want this, I was fighting with myself still, but now that I was on track to meet her, I somehow had never been more excited. I’d never wanted to get to someone so badly in my entire life, and although I’d never admit it, it was th
