Chapter 65 Desperate Measures

• Asher's POV
• The first light of dawn was soft, creeping through the curtains of Willow’s hotel room. I could still hear the steady rhythm of her breathing next to me, her body tucked into the sheets as she slept soundly. I wanted to stay, to lie next to her forever, to savor the fleeting moments when the world seemed perfect, when nothing outside this room mattered.
• But Axel’s sharp voice broke the spell.