35 Lori

Lori

Was I mad at Asher, kind of. Was I more pissed at myself because I wanted this to be real, but my own mental issues was trying to convince me that he was a liar. Yes. However, I should have listened to my wolf. I should have listened to what she was telling me the entire time I was running away.

That he is her mate. That she belongs to him. My wolf had claimed him, point blank period. And to find out that that bitch had come here to try and blackmail him for money, who the fuck did she think she is.

I go to run past Asher, ready to go find that bitch and take her down. No one threatens what is mine. And Asher is mine.

He grabs me around the waist before I can run past him and lifts me over his shoulder in a fireman’s hold and tells Aria, “We will be borrowing Lori’s old room for a bit.”

I hear her laugh as he carries me down the hall cursing and punching at his back, before he slaps a hand down across my ass.

“You can’t spank me, Asher!”

“I just did, and if you don’t calm the fuc