Chapter 142 Bailey

• The excitement in the car from Morgan was palpable, as we set off toward the Lotus Shadow Pack. I think she was excited at the prospect of introducing everyone to her fated mate, but with her this giddy, and the dread filling my stomach… not to mention the fact Asher was constantly at the back of my mind, it could be one hell of a long drive! Marc had offered to drive us in his pick-up truck, so Morgan and I had packed our things up and rushed out to meet him in the parking spaces outside the packhouse.
• He was standing waiting, leaning against his car with the biggest smile upon his face the moment his eyes had settled upon Morgan. And it had taken him no time at all to load his truck up with our bags. As we were getting into the truck, movement near the doors of the packhouse had caught my eyes and Morgan had very, non-discreetly, cleared her throat too, and when I looked up, it was Asher. Looking to be returning in nothing but a pair of trousers. I could only assume he had been on a run. No shirt… his toned chest on display… looking perfect… like it had done only yesterday. That muscly chest, dappled with dark hair... the chest I had only yesterday rested my head on in sheer bliss...
• My heart rate increased at the sight of him. And, I was about to rush to him to say goodbye, when his dark gaze fell upon us, he gave me a swift nod, before he moved inside the packhouse. My heart fell at his actions. Had the fact I was choosing to follow the orders of my father and Alpha irritated him that much? I had quickly got into the truck, and allowed Marc to drive us away from the packhouse, knowing we needed to get on the road anyway. But now, my mind was whirling with doubts of Asher even harder than it had been before…