Chapter 128 Marc

• I had a slightly later start today for training, so I was loitering in the breakfast hall, kicking back with my third, or it could even have been my fourth coffee, and yet another pastry. The new chef was a whizz in the kitchen, and the pastries they made were beyond delicious… probably not the best for my waistline, but, it wasn’t like I wouldn’t be burning it off in a little while on the training field… or in the gym tonight. The joy of being a dedicated warrior. Not like I had much else to do.
• Most of the other guys from my squad had left already, so I was sitting on my own. I had thought I might catch a glimpse of Bailey, see how she was doing. She was always good for a catch-up. She was fun and easy to chat with. Easy on the eye too, to be fair, but I had a feeling Asher had a bit of a thing for her, not that I think he would ever admit that to me. No, he never would. And, after I had caught them together in the forest the other day, I was even more adamant he was with her, but when I tried to broach the subject with him, he got defensive and told me to mind my own business… or he said he wouldn’t betray Isla that way…
• The thing was, I knew he had to be lonely. Seven long years without his mate had to be taking its toll. I wonder if he had feelings for Bailey that scared him, so he was battling an internal battle. Which was why I had stopped questioning him. If he was battling with himself, he did not need to be battling me asking questions too. The thing was, he had no reason to fear my feelings or my Mum's for that matter. Yes, Isla was our family, but we loved Asher like family too, and we just wanted the grumpy old fool to be happy.