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My attention moves to my left, confirming one of my teammates has woken up.

“Doesn’t matter how many times I come here, I fucking feel like death,” Asher complains.

“Join the club,” I mutter and grab Asher’s attention as he manages to raise his head from the ground. His unique eyes of blue and green briefly land on me.

Then they lower to my lap.

And darken until I can’t differentiate between the tainted lavender black shades that swirl into hollow voids.

“She’s alive.” I get to the point. “She woke up after me. Passed out right afterward.”

The brewing craving of brutality that oozes off his frame eases down a few notches.

Jeez.

“You’re madly in love with her,” I mutter in annoyance. “That’s going to get you into some dangerous predicaments if you don’t hide how important she is to you.”

Asher manages to move into an all-fours position. He needs to take a few breaths, a similar technique I used earlier, before he drags himself over to where I’m kneeling with Guinevere in tow. He doesn’t answer me until his hand graces Guinevere’s cheek and down to the side of her neck, where he can feel her jugular vein.

A few seconds of silence is enough for him to confirm his sweet damsel is safe and sound, but he doesn’t seem satisfied.

He won’t be until she’s awake and bickering with him.

“I’m not trying to hide how important she is to me,” Asher surprisingly declares.

When I meet his eyes this time around, they’re filled with seriousness.

“She’s not a secret I’m desperate to keep within my bedroom walls.”

“Yet no one knew you were in a relationship with a woman outside of N.M.U. walls?” I don’t know why I’m being combative. “I thought you were gay.”

“What purpose would it deliver me if I told everyone I was madly in love with a woman I was forced to leave behind because of my shit of an ass father, who I’m not strong enough to eliminate from my life forever,” he summarizes in one breath. “At least, not yet strong enough to eliminate him.”

“You want to kill your father?” That’s new. He’s never mentioned it.

“He’s the bane of my existence and the reason I’ve lost years’ worth of being with the only woman who’s ever made me feel alive,” Asher grumbles.

I don’t know how to respond to that.

So, I don’t.

Asher clearly clues on to what his statement means when it comes to the years he’s spent here at N.M.U.

The time he spent with me…

“I’m not saying you were a—”

“Rebound?” I finish his sentence and shrug. “If I was, I’d rather you be truthful about it.”

“You can tell if I’m lying,” he counters, leaving us in an awkward silence.

“Let’s focus on the problem at hand.” I divert the conversation to what’s important. “Professor Blackbird did say our first lesson to learn is survival.”

“Hades.”

I’m forced to look at him because his hand grips my chin and moves my head, so my eyes are now locked on his.

“You weren’t a rebound.”

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