Chapter 91 Asher

• Seeing Bailey crying in the distance as I walked through the packhouse tears at my heartstrings, and I found myself rushing to her as she walked into the lounge. Any awkwardness that had been between us is irrelevant now, as I pull her close to me, her tears quickly dampening my shirt. “Bailey, what has happened?” I whispered, holding her tight against my chest. So desperate to soothe her. My heart racing with her so close to me.
• But she says no words, yet I feel her heart racing too as she continues to sob against my chest. I led her to the sofa so we could sit down. I want to be there for her, let her know she isn’t alone. I hate that this sweet girl is suffering, and maybe Zion has been right, pushing her away may result in her leaving the pack…
• I pulled her back from me slightly, so I was able to see her face, and gently stroke back the mane of dark curls from her face. Her natural hair only adds to her natural beauty, in my opinion, why she feels she should hide it I do not know. At my touch she flinched slightly, but her big brown eyes met mine, in a nervous gaze. “Sweetheart, what is wrong?” I whispered, lowering my hand, to softly stroke her face this time, yet I had no clue why.