Chapter 58 He’s drunk

CA SSANDRA

I was half-asleep when I heard a loud knock on the door. Startled, I sat straight up in bed and caught my breath.

My eyes flew to the clock. It was nearly three in the morning.

Who was at my door this late?

“Who’s there?” I called out just loud enough to not wake Finnick. Luckily, my boy fast asleep and snoring lightly.

was f

When I didn’t get an answer, I pulled myself out of bed and headed toward the door. I was nearly halfway there when I heard another series of knocks. They were more forceful than the first and I felt a mixture of fear and irritation.

I opened the door and when I did, my lips parted in surprise.

It was Asher.

I was about to ask what he was doing here at this hour, but before the words could escape me, the Alpha King rushed into the room, closed the door, and then cornered me against the wall. His steel gray eyes bore into mine with intensity and his breath was hot against my face.

He smelled heavily like liquor.

“Are you drunk?” I asked as my body trembled.

He’simply stared back at me. “What do you care?”

Frustration bloomed within me and I broke eye contact for a moment to collect

myself.

“I don’t,” I blurted out bravely. “But consuming any bit of alcohol, especially in excess, will only further your disease-”

at me. He leaned in even closer. “I

the wall and turned

it would take me… so I could see my

again.”

to die, even when he had a family, a wife, a child? I knew that Marco wasn’t

me and narrowed his

further. “You must know her. I can see it in your eyes, Ca ssandra. You know more than you’re letting on.

Intors

wasn’t Asher Collins, not right now. He was the Alpha King and he

to say quietly. “All-of Wegalla knew of her. She’s infamous-”

too much about her than anyone else. I keep finding you in the same places she lingered

stood there, frozen. I hadn’t been careful enough, it seemed. Asher was beyond suspicious of me and my recent actions, and his drunkenness had only furthered his boldness. I knew he wouldn’t stop questioning me until I came up

I

I was trapped.

the subject from myself. “Coral Felix died five years ago.

me off, ignoring half of my statement. My frustration grew exponentially, but before I could utter another word, the

underneath him and tried to push him away, but Asher’s strength was far greater

legs quivered and my

King leaned in and kissed

the truth,” he whispered, and a chill ran through me.

begged timidly.

but maintained his hold on

a tone that was both terrifying and utterly sensual, and he lessened the space between us. “I can

than words. could express, but not like this, not when he was so inebriated and

so

could press his lips against. mine, a high-pitched voice called out from behind us.

mommy

I could see Finnick standing there in his pajamas. His hands were curled into tiny fists

I rushed away from the wall and headed toward Finnick, my cheeks heated with embarrassment. No. part of me wanted my son to see me like this, in this kind

quietly when I reached his

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