Asher’s POV

I’d told the boys to leave Willow alone about the kids. But truth be told, I wasn’t convinced by her story. Not entirely. Maybe I should have let it go, but I couldn’t stop the gnawing suspicion in the back of my mind. The boy? He looked exactly like us. They both looked like Axel, Willow, Aiden, and me, with the same sharp features, the same rebellious spark in their eyes. And the girl? She had our mother’s eyes, the same haunting green and specks of gold around ...