Asher spent the entire morning and noon of the next day in a fierce battle with Samson, his wolf, over whether to honor Dominic’s invitation or not.
You do know you want him to bang you right? Put your silly pride aside and man the f**k up, Samson said with a snort.
Oh shut up, Asher retorted. Heavens forbids me from going.
Or so he’d thought.
When he eventually showed up much later in the night when Dominic was about to retire for the day, the Crown Prince gave him a haughty, unimpressed look.
“You’re late,” he said gruffly, his muscular back turned to a scowling Asher as he ruffled through some files. “If you keep with this late-hour habit of yours, people might start to suspect us. And that’s what I wouldn’t like.”
Asher leaned his back heavily against the door, his breath coming
