Chapter 133

Chapter 133 Memories of her husband

CAS SANDRA

I was stunned by Asher’s question.

My l*ps parted in shock and her entire b*dy trembled as I stared at a point beyond me.

Emmett?

Related to Dark Abyss?

Or even worse, a sorcerer?

No… there was no way.

Emmett may have been a mysterious person, but there was no way that he had anything to do with the sorcerers, the Ewonmiams, or any of it. The man I knew in Wild Crawler was nothing like those wicked magicians.

After a long silence, I shook my head.

“I… I don’t think so,” I said quietly. “Emmett was always so nice and kind and kind to everyone, including me and Finnick. It’s impossible. There’s no way he was entangled in dark magic.”

When Asher simply stared at me, confusion swelled within me. We’d barely ever spoken about Emmett before. Why would he be acting so strange about all of this?

“Did you like Emmett?” he asked me after a minute.

I frowned and then shook my head. “It wasn’t like that, Asher. And this has nothing to do with it, either.”

When he continued to study me, realization crashed over me.

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“Are you jealous?” I asked him directly.

The Alpha King hesitated for a moment and then nodded.

“Yes,” he admitted. “Yes, I am. I know it’s foolish, but I can’t lie to you. I’m very jealous, Cas sandra.”

I smiled despite myself. I had never realized the Alpha King was jealous of Emmett. I had always seen Emmett as my savior, my teacher, and my friend rather

than

my husband. But at the end of the day, he was in fact, my husband, and Asher was clearly jealous of that.

“Are you jealous of Adalyn?” Asher asked me.

As he stared me down, I tried to keep my expression even. There were plenty of things I could say, but I chose to only reveal so much.

“Maybe a little,” I said, but my reaction obviously didn’t satisfy Asher, because he then leaned over to k*ss me.

It was a strange moment to be intimate, but the feeling of his l*ps against mine was always welcome, especially with how tense this conversation was. I knew it wasn’t easy to put all of this out in the open, but it would only serve us better later.

“I’m sorry,” Asher apologized once we parted. “I know that wasn’t a fair question to ask of you. I know your history with Adalyn isn’t great.””

“And it’s only worse knowing what she said to convince you to marry he

murmured.

“Cas sandra,” he whispered, and he ran his hand along my cheek. “I’m sorry. I told you, I was st upid. If I’d been a smarter man.’”

“It’s okay,” I said. “Let’s not talk about it further, okay?”

This time, I leaned back in to k*ss him. In all honesty, I just needed a second to clear my head and shift the subject. I was so angry with Adalyn for poisoning Asher’s mind like that. He’d been in such a vulnerable position, and she’d exploited

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that for her own political and social gain. Asher had been a gheving both his mate and his father, and all she could think about was herself.

Adalyn was selfish. That much I already knew. But I coudn’t believe how deep her narcissism went. She was a vile, evil person, and it would take all of my effort to not tear her hair out the next time I saw her.

It was a good thing, at least, that we no longer resided under the same roof. If I were still living in Merliscire, I’d have no choice but to go after her.

When we parted, I forced myself to breathe.

I wasn’t a violent person. That wasn’t in my nature. Sure, I was protective and fierce when I needed to be, but I wasn’t bloodthirsty. I needed to release some of my anger and deal with it in a constructive way.

Asher stared at me and then frowned.

“Do you remember anything else about Emmett?” he wondered. Clearly, he seemed suspicious of Emmett’s identity, and he wouldn’t stop asking until he got

more answers.

I pondered his question for a moment. Even though we’d been platonic partners, his death made my heart hurt, so I rarely thought of him.

But when I searched my mind, I did remember something peculiar about

Emmett.

He made it a point to travel every year, and he would usually disappear fo months at a time. During those two months, I wasn’t able to contact him at all. In fact, that was a big reason why I couldn’t believe he was dead when I first received the news. I thought he was simply on another one of his mysterious trips.

I explained this to Asher, and the Alpha King’s frown deepened.

“Where would he go?” he wondered. “On these trips, I mean. Did he ever tell

you?”

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