Aphrodite
My eyes drifted open slowly, and I stared at the concrete ceiling above, blinking to clear the haze of sleep from my eyes. I turned my head to the empty space on the bed beside me and sighed deeply. A pang of loneliness hit me; the thought that I could never have Asher as my mate in every sense of the word dug a deeper hole into my heart.
I had gotten a taste of the magic of the mate bond I'd only ever heard stories about, and now I wanted more—no, I craved more.
It was difficult to continuously reject him, especially after what we shared last night. I exhaled deeply and sat up slowly, clutching the comforter over my naked chest. As I got down from the bed, I frowned at the delicious soreness I felt down there, pausing when the memory of last night's events flashed through my
