-Chapter 392-

Asher felt like he blacked out when he slammed the door behind him, Caspian scent seemed to pin him to where he stood.

His thoughts were wiped clean and his body felt heavy, that he needed to lean against the door to stay upright. He might have remained at the door for hours if the sounds from Caspian didn't pierce through his haze.

Asher pushed up from the door then, divesting himself from the rest of his ruined dress shirt as he made for the bed.

He knew well the circumstances around this strange heat, and that if they went through this much trouble to induce it, there was a pretty high chance of Caspian getting pregnant.

He didn't slow down, picking up his mate. Caspian's skin burned to the touch, and he was damp from sweat and tears, trembling all over.

Asher planned to kill several birds with a single stone, he made his way over to the shower, setting it to lukewarm.