Chapter 54

"Again, you're the last person I would assume would take orders from Sinful," Asher says carefully. I'm glad he's treading carefully on his words. As much as I would love to leave here without hearing any more of Micah's opinion, I'm curious to see where my fate would have lead had I not been saved by Asher.

"From what I have been told, I believe that this is the best option," Micah says slowly, as if to preserve Asher's feelings.

It's too late for that. A flicker of rage has taken up permanent residence, stealing away the calm he had so vigilantly kept up previously. His patience is running thin, for which, I can't blame him for. Just looking at the silvery hair and crystal eyes of this so called man of virtue is frustrating.

"How so? How is taking my mate from me a good idea?" Asher questions irritably. "She wouldn't let you drag her up to your special little realm of happiness and rainbows."

True.

Micah thinks for a moment. "Would you rather she live with you while you remain completely in control of our big brother? Didn't he....didn't he sleep with her-"

Asher is on his feet in a second, and not to attack Micah like I assumed. He pulls me up with him, but stays where he is, clearly wanting to send some final words his brothers way. I clench tightly on his hand, ready for him to lash out with violence. Asher is emotional. That's as much as I know.

"Micah, we are leaving now," Asher mutters. "But this isn't over."

Much to my surprise, Micah doesn't seem to be retaliating. None of this benefits him, but he does look concerned.

"Where do you want to go, Alaya?" he asks gently.

I don't hesitate with my answer. "I want to go home. Home home."

Asher knows exactly what I mean by that, so I assume he would brush it off and take me right back into Sinful's territory. I don't want to ever face that monster ever again, but to be with my mate, maybe I could sacrifice it. Or, I could convince him to stay where he belongs, inside his own Pack, instead of having that decoy to distract me, Shanae, there.

"Then I'll take you there," Asher murmurs.

My attention snap toward him. Did I hear correctly, or is Asher taking me home? Either that, or he assumes I believe Sinful's home is mine too.

Before I could question his intentions, my feet fall out from under me, and everything goes dark.

***

Everything comes back to me instantly.

I'm clinging to Asher's arm as I open my eyes, feeling an overwhelming sense of familiarity washes over me. I am home. I'm in the exact room I spent most of my time in when I lost my job and had to live with my sister. Everything I ever owned has been packed up, though.

Sky forgot about me. Either that, or she gave up. Perhaps she even assumed I left without saying goodbye. What if she thinks I'm dead?

"You did take me home," I breathe, turning in a circle to drink everything in. "Why?"

"This is where you want to go. This is where you belong. Who am I to stop that from happening?" Asher questions, smiling down at me softly.

I shake my head at him in disbelief. "What changed you mind?"

Asher steps forward, grabbing the side of my face to bring it to his lips. As I kiss him, feeling the softness of his lips against mine, I forget about what happened only moments before. I forget about Micah, and Sinful, and all my problems.

He pulls away only slightly. "You did. You're my mate, and I treated you so badly to protect you. I regret that, because that allowed Sinful into your heart. I can't let you back into that environment."

I kiss him again. This time, it lasts longer. It's slower, more emotional and heartfelt. It instantly clues me into his motive.

"You are leaving me, aren't you?"

"It's for the best, right? Sinful won't come looking for you," Asher assures me, taking a few steps back. "I can promise you that."

Dread consumes me, filling every inch of my body. No, he can't leave me, he's my mate. He hardly listens to my protests. He utters an 'I love you' before he left quickly. The coldness of it hurt me so deep, I made a decision right there in the middle of the room Sky had stripped.

I decide to leave.

In some boxes in Sky's basement, after finding she wasn't home, I manage to find some of my old clothes. What a relief. I stuff them into a bag and make my way back to the front door.

If I don't have Asher with me, then what is the point of being here? I might as well leave this place, and never come back. If I stay, I will only be burdening Sky's life, and Carter's too. Perhaps the Harmony Pack has a place for me there.

I glance down, my eyebrows furrowing.

Tucked under the welcome map, is a small, shiny envelope. Anxiously, I pull it out, dumping my packed back at the doorway. It's addressed to me, not Sky. Instantly, I have a feeling I know what this is.

Sure enough, as I peel back the top of the envelope, and pull out a ocean blue piece of shimmering paper. An invitation.

Dear Alaya Thorne

You have been selected to attend Alpha Asher's party on the 16th.

This invitation gives you access to all floors.

Please reveal the invitation to the guards at the main door, and no one else.

We hope to see you,

Alpha Asher and his Team.

With bated breath, I turn it over, looking for a note at the bottom.

And what I find, makes me fall to my knees.

I have no other choice but to go to this party.

The message on the other side of the invitation was the most incriminating information on me in this world. It made me feel sick to my stomach, but guessing by the signing off at the bottom, it made sense how this could be known. Naturally, I had to check, and once I had confirmed it to be true, I decided I have to go to this party.

I just have to hope Asher will be here. This new discovery, as heartbreaking as it may seem, is something I have to inform him about.

As my dress arrives, and I pull it out of its box, I wonder if he would even want to talk to me. He left me as his own decision, which I know is to help me get on with with my life, but after everything that I have been through, I'm not about to accept it for just that.

He's my mate. I don't care if he's related to Sinful.