Asher was smiling at that beautiful girl so easily. How rare were his smiles for me!

White hot jealousy flashed through me. For one brief, delirious moment, I thought of bursting through those doors and tackling her as I had been taught at warrior training. But I quickly came to my senses.

It wasn’t her fault Asher smiled at her and not at me.

Maybe it wasn’t Asher’s fault either.

Maybe I only had myself to blame.

I slumped, defeated and still scared from ...