#Chapter 95: Asher’s Perfect Girl

Did Asher just say… I was his mate? A sea of emotions washed over me, dragging me under them until I was drowning. I wouldn’t deny the sweet satisfaction, fulfilling all my dreams of meaning so much to Asher. But more than that, panic surged within me. Asher’s wolf was getting too attached to me. Our inner wolves relied heavily on instinct and emotion. Sometimes the more complicated nuances of human relationships were lost to them. If Asher’s wolf recognized me as his mate, then our fake relationship had confused it. The wolf must have misunderstood Asher’s deep caring for my protection as romantic feelings. “Asher,” I said. Something in my voice had him tensing. He stilled and quieted, like he was retreating into himself. I knew what I had to do, for his sake, but it made my own heart break. “We have to call this off.” His reply was nothing more than a tiny gasp, “Why?” “You know why,” I said, too embarrassed to say the words aloud. Asher lifted his head to look me in the e