Chapter 141 Big Bad Wolf

• A muscular hand wraps around my waist while the other hand slowly trails a line down my spine; warm breaths fan my ear, making my leg weak.
• I gritted my teeth while resisting the urge to grab Asher and throw him out of the training room. As if I could in the first place.
• Ever since I was released from the hospital, just like Asher stated, he began to train me. However, every time, I can’t help thinking that something is wrong with Asher.