Chapter 118

Lyra's POV

I didn't know what to say or how to even start saying it. He was looking at me so softly like he totally meant what he was saying. However, my resistance to believe him was certainly from the trauma that Asher had caused. I don't ever think I could bring up the talk about us being mates and also there was a possibility that this wasn't the case.

That Devlin hadn't stolen my scent, that Asher wasn't deceived, that this was just one big misunderstanding and in actuality, Asher and Devlin were mates.

Then was it just for me to shed tears, to walk and feel like the world was against me that was why I was mated to Asher? Why then was I pushed onto this path?

"Stop thinking too much about it" Philip suddenly said, bringing me to the present. He slightly held my chin and there was a soft smile on his face.

I wondered how he could still manage to smile considering that I was planning to leave him the minute Asher acknowledged me as his mate.

"Asher will listen to you, he had been