Losing Him

Zyra POV

A month it's been a month since Asher had his weird breakdown, and things continue to get worse. He rarely spends time with Storm. He hasn't seen the girls in weeks. He's cut off all contact with his family, and I'm lucky to even get in the room with him.

Smiling, I sit on the bed and wait for him. He went for a walk, but he said he had to go alone. He took the Beta with him, but he insisted he needed to do this alone. He's been gone all day and has again avoided Elijah as well.

All duties have fallen on him recently, and while Elijah seems to be getting better, Asher is getting worse. The sound of the door has me smiling. It opens, and Asher walks in. He glances at me briefly before walking towards the bathroom.

"Asher," I call out, and his body stops by the door. He begins walking again. "Please, I need to talk to you." I plead and wait. He stops and looks at me.

It doesn't even look like him anymore. He looks so ill; his face is pale and withdrawn.

"Go back to your room, Z