ASHER
I stood under the scalding spray of the shower, letting the water beat against my bruised skin.
It had been a week since the Alphas attacked me. A week since Reed had saved me and then stood in the infirmary looking at me like I was both his greatest desire and his worst enemy. A week of his eyes following me everywhere I went.
The bruises had faded to ugly yellow-green patches across my ribs and back. Ms. Chen had done an excellent job with the healing salves, but I was still sore, still recovering, and still furious.
Reed's words echoed in my head:
"Because you're mine to torment, and I don't share."
The possessiveness in his voice. The cold cruelty masking something darker, something that had made my stomach clench with an emotion I didn't want to name.
