#Chapter 158: A Too-Perfect Gentleman

Asher has no respect for you. The words struck me like a blow, and though we continued our date, never bringing up Asher again, those words clung to me the rest of the night. Even after I went home, where I changed and rested in my bed, the words – the implication – haunted me. They were things I had suspected, but to hear someone else point it out. I thought back on my memories with Asher and tried to reimagine them from his perspective, as if he truly never cared for me. Never respected me. All of his rescues could be reasoned away by remembering his promise to Dylan. He didn’t need to truly care about me to want to protect me. And the mating bond could be one-sided. Asher had seemed tired when I saw him, but that could have been for any reason. I had no cause to believe he was suffering like I was. Yet if he truly didn’t care at all, why was I the one who could calm him and his wolf when he lost control? There were other instances, too, of Asher staying with me when h