Bethany

Ashton’s POV

There was a painful expression on Sheryl’s face. She looked between Bethany and me, trying to figure out whether I was serious. I knew there was a part of her that wanted to leave. If she stayed any longer it would only hurt her that much worse, and my wolf wasn’t able to handle feeling her pain. “Okay,” she finally said in a soft tone. Bethany rose her brows at Sheryl as if silently asking her to leave; this irked me. Sheryl turned and left us to be alone. “I knew you would see things from my view,” Bethany said, batting her long lashes at me. “We are going

to make an incredible team. Now, let’s discuss marriage.”

“We won’t be discussing anything of the sort,” I said, turning my eyes in her direction. She frowned, seemingly stunned. “Excuse me?” She asked, raising her brows once again. “You can’t just come to my workplace and talk about this nonsense in front of my students. It was

incredibly unprofessional, and my personal business is not to be displayed as it was.”

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