"What you did yesterday was absolutely stupid," Logan grumbled, huffing as we jogged down the primary perimeter, a ritual we have diligently followed for years.
"But I liked it," Asher smirked, pulling out of his vest that was drenched with sweat. I noticed he had got another new tattoo. Some kind of symbol. Asher was weird, so I wasn't surprised. "That was so cool. What I hated was that I didn't get to pull out of that too."
"So, you don't want kids?" Logan demanded. "You love Theo,"
"Yeah, he isn't my child. He is my nephew. Of course I love him," Asher rolled his eyes, sipping at his energy drink.
"Technically, that would make you love your own even more," I pointed out.
"Do I look the daddy kind to you?" he demanded, making a face. "I don't even want a mate and you would thin
