Asher’s POV

It had been four days since we arrived in this strange place and Kira had grown oddly weak even though she barely showed it.

She had fallen asleep again and she was leaning against me now, her head resting on my shoulder like it belonged there.

And maybe it did.

Or maybe I was just a fool who wanted to believe it did.

I didn’t move. I just sat there, my heart pounding like a war drum, trying to ignore the soft weight of her breath against my throat and the scent of her… ...