, his piercing yellow eyes scanning the shelves as if searching for something. Ember

sky, as he extended a hand. Ember took it, feeli

ing to sound calm despite the racing o

at lurked beneath his surface. He was charming, with a quick wit and a disarming smile. But there

sharing stories. It was as if they had known each other for years, not just minutes. And yet, despite t

ore, Asher glanced at his watch and stood up. "I should go," h

d with fear. What did Asher want from her? And why