165 Chapter One Hundred And Sixty-five : She Imprint On A Third One

"Why aren't you with your mate, I heard she's been discharged today," Sabrina asked him as she served him tea. 

Placing the teacup on the short wooden stool beside his side of the sofa, she took a seat on the alternate sofa. 

Eyes peeling open lazily, Asher sat with his leg crossed over the other and his head propped up on an elbow. He gazed down at the tea laying by his side, picked it up, and took a sip. 

"I'm currently on the run " he confessed. 

Sabrina who was stirring her tea chuckled, " Let me guess, one of her sides overlapped the other and you happened to be the scapegoat "

His eyelids snapped open, head-turning towards her, "How did you know? "

"I've always had a hypothesis" She answered concisely and took a sip,

"Your mate is not a natural hybrid, she was made and everything about her goes against the law of the universe "

"Natural or not, I don't give a damn" 

"Want to hear another of my theories?"