Chapter 90


    I want to meet her.


    The room was dark and airy. With nothing to sit on, save for the mat that was spread upon the


    hard wooden floor. The surrounding walls seemed old like they had been that way for a long time


    without maintenance, or repairs.


    In the midst of this man sat. The dark room made sure to cover his face well, so it couldn’t be


    properly seen, and his legs were pressed on the soft mat, weaved from thin wooden fibres. Asher


    walked into the house and stood in front of this man. The man''s eyes focused on his visitor, by the


    looks of his home, he didn’t have many of those.


    A smile crept upon his face as he watched Asher''s ufortable face which never seemed to


    grow old, no matter how many years passed. Asher didn’t speak, he merely stood in front of the man.


    After a few moments passed, the owner of the home had to break off the silence.


    “Why are you here?” The man asked.


    Asher''s face tightened as he heard the man''s voice. His deep tone echoed throughout the almost


    empty room. Save for a small stool for eating, a few board games, and other things the man would use,


    the living room had nothing else.


    “Is there a reason for me not to be here?” Asher responded with a slight frown.


    As expected, the man looked at Asher. Even after so long had passed, Asher still bore resentment


    toward him. Resentment for the happenings of the past, something that would never vanish from


    Asher''s heart. However, the man could tell that Asher wasn’t here to discuss such resentment. There


    was something else on his mind.


    “No, you have every reason to be here, no? You are, after all, the Alpha of the Pack” The man


    answered.


    “Yeah, and whose fault is that?” Asher stated.


    The man sighed and shook his head slightly. Asher was still so hung up on this. When would it


    end?


    “So… What can I do for the mighty Aloha of our Rockwood Pack?” The man said, slightly in jest.


    “You…” Asher growled, but quickly controlled himself.


    He didn’t want to get agitated by the man, but he couldn''t help but feel the swirl of rage anytime he


    looked into the eyes of the man in front of him. It seemed even after so long, he still had a hold on


    Asher. He could incite him with the littlest of effort, and that made Asher mad, at himself and the man.


    Asher shook away the thoughts and feelings within him. He had to get his priorities straight and


    achieve his goal. He couldn’t afford to be swept up by the myriads of other things he could say to the


    old man.


    “There is something you should know…” Asher said.


    The man’s eyes lit up when Asher said this. A tinge of surprise mixed with curiosity. Would he hear


    something new this time, after so long of the old?


    Asher was now nervous. He didn’t know how to tell this man what he wanted to do. A bead of


    sweat fell from his forehead, showing that he was ufortable. However, he had resolved to do this,


    to achieve his goals… He had to!


    “I have found my Mate… Father…”


    “…”


    An awkward silence enveloped the room. The two men remained still, their eyes transfixed on


    each other. Asher remained standing, while the man still sat on his old-fashioned mat.


    “… I see…” The man said in a low tone.


    The old man''s smile broadened further. His body shook slightly, and for the first time, he showed


    signs of movement.


    "I havee to ask something of you," Asher said.


    “What is that?”


    Another ufortable silence formed again.


    “Advice… Concerning my Mate” Asher muttered hesitantly.


    “Oh? I see now… So what you’re trying to say is… You don’t know how to handle your mate, and


    so you’vee to ask for help from me, whom you have ostracised for so long… Is that how desperate


    you are, Asher?” The man grinned.


    Clearly, he was enjoying this. Asher was angry about that fact. He clenched his fist and endured it.


    His pride was being wounded, but his father was right. He was desperate. Roxanne hated him, he


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    knew it. However, he was going crazy just thinking about her.


    It was taking every ounce of self-control for him not to abduct her from Rita''s ce and make him


    entirely his. For someone who had grown ustomed to getting everything he wanted, having this one


    thing deprived of him was something he couldn''t take. The one thing, one person he desired more than


    anything else was within his reach, yet unwilling.