Chapter 87

Things were chaotic after that. Finding Takamori that way, unconscious and fighting for his life… Awoke something in the beast inside that was far more powerful and deep than the hunger I always felt, some sort of possessiveness, of… care.

I follow Asher back and forth as he gets busy commanding the soldiers around, and we only slow down at night, however not to sleep and rest but to go to Asher's office as he deals with paperwork and more soldiers.

Without much to do or help out at that point I'm left to watch him as he goes about, watching as the cold face is back in place, the one that I worked so hard to bring down the past few days.

And that fact bothers me… a lot.

Is not like I don't understand the situation, but I cannot help but feel distressed at the total regress in his behavior, on how he went from the charming cocky little bastard from this morning to the cold captain I saw the first time we meet once more.