Ashira’s POV

“What are you doing?”

I turned to Aiden and my forehead creased when I saw his dark irritated expression. My hands that holds the hem of my shirt freeze from taking the fabric off as I try to analyze the meaning of Aiden’s moving jaw.

He was so excited a few seconds ago and now he looked angry at something I can’t think of. Wow. This guy’s mood transition is fascinating at times.

“Getting ready to shift?” I said, reluctant if I did something wrong.

“You’re not ...