#Chapter 30: The Wolf’s Rage

Follow your heart, Nicole had told me once. I remembered those words now, watching Asher trapped in his own intense anger. “Cynthia?” Joseph asked. He was waiting for his answer. My heart wanted to stay with Asher. How could I leave him alone as he was? Whatever Joseph wanted to talk about could wait. “I’m sorry, Joseph,” I said, giving him only a passing glance. “We can talk some other time.” Softer, to Asher, I said, “Come to my room.” Jaw clenched, he nodded. Joseph snorted in disgust. “Whatever.” I didn’t know if he stormed away. My eyes were locked on Asher and the slow uncurling of tension from his arms and shoulders. I led Asher toward my room and closed the door behind us. I went to turn the light on, but he stopped me. The moon was bright outside my window. As my eyes adjusted to the dark, I could make out the tight, stressed lines of his face and the deep set of his frown. I approached him as one would a cornered animal. “How can I help you?” Eve