Chapter 90

Asher's POV

"Are you ready?" I ask Jasmine who has been staring at her reflection in the mirror for the past ten minutes.

"I don't know Asher" she replies a little frown marring her face.

Her hands adjust the shirt she's wearing for the nth time and she turns to her side to lift up the waist band of the leggings I specifically said she should not wear.

I didn't want other males seeing her in something that moulded to her thighs and curves.

I stand from the bed confused about her change in mood a minute ago she was excited that we were going to train the pack fighters and guards together.

"What is it?" I ask looking into her eyes through the mirror. She watches as my arms circle her slim waist.

She's nervous I can feel that through our mate bond.

What is she nervous about though?

She answers my silent question "What if I fall face down in the sand and they think I'm not strong enough? What if I don't do it very well?"