Ashley POV Even so, I reached over his shoulder gently, squeezing his bicep with my other hand. He stiffened slightly but then relaxed as I started talking. "We are going to work this out," I said softly. "One step at a time. I don't know how, and I doubt I'm even qualified enough to help you, but I will do my best. I don't want to see you broken because of this." "I... I have wanted to be a singer for a long time..." The sound of his voice was almost barely audible. It took all my strength not to put my arms around him and hug him until he told me to stop. I knew it was wrong. "I know," I replied. "I'm not going to let you lose this opportunity. I'm going to help you get through this, Jayden Keller." Even though I knew it was a silly thing to do after what he had done to me, I felt responsible for helping him through this difficult time. Part of me blamed the stupid bond that still clung to me and him. One of his hands found mine and grasped it. "Even though I have been bad to
Ashley POV Oh, shoot. Not because he had a famous girlfriend, but because he had cheated on me, my soon-to-be ex-fiancé, for who knows how long. And even though he was suffering from amnesia which made him more mellow - probably because he did not recognize anyone else but me as well as the pair bond between us and therefore he was attached to that sense of familiarity - yet I still did not consider him a friend. Besides, technically speaking, he is still a pop idol who definitely has tons of fans who adore him in various ways. So, he did not qualify as a friend, other than as an idol, and here I was, wallowing in my own emotions. Great. Before I dragged myself off to sleep, I decided to go see Clark. The man paces back and forth in front of the door, and opens his mouth to speak when he sees me coming. In a flash, I put a finger to my lips, shutting him up. "He is finally asleep," I whispered as I peered through the gap between the door and the frame. "I will be here until morni
Ashley POV Really, I had no idea what to say. This could have been an opportunity for me to tell him the truth, that the two of us had been engaged and mated since the age of eighteen. But then, he had cheated on me and I had called off the engagement and rejected him. Now I might have to change all that. Frankly speaking, I did not hate the idea of it anymore. I was the only person he trusted and, as I admitted a few hours ago, I felt that I was starting to really like him, perhaps because of the bond that still lingered between the two of us or because it was only me who was there, no matter how scary it was. And I will keep my promise to him - I will help him get through the amnesia. But I still could not get the image of him and her out of my head. So, despite it hurts more than anything in the world, more than when I break my collar bone falling down a hill or more than all the words and "jokes" from my friends, I decide to lie. "There was a girl who visited you earlier," I st
Ashley POV I stared at him incredulously. "You have got to be kidding me, right." "I don't think so," Clark replied, sipping his cup of coffee unwillingly. "I will help you as much as I can, but it all depends on you." "I... I..." I trailed off. Hesitating. "You hesitated?" "That does not even come close to describing how I feel," I admitted and nervously scratched my arm. "I... I will try my best, I really will. But..." I cut myself off right then and there. I had only promised Jayden that I would help him through his amnesia. I did not need to bring him back to the top of the music industry again. But I knew he had suffered and worked hard and spent too much time in his life to lose it all just because he was ignorant and impulsive enough to run drunkenly through the streets at the wrong time. On top of that, I also felt a little guilty. Despite him - or rather, I could call him an asshole scumbag. If only I had never let him down so much, he probably would not be in such a de
Ashley POV However, then I remember Jayden's face when he looked at Clark. I recall the anxiety creeping into his voice as he spoke to me, and he looked so desperate as he tightly held my hand. He had become someone entirely different. Afraid and vulnerable. So close to his dreams yet suspicious, confused, and alone. Now, he only trusts me. Of course, I couldn't forget how his eyes were fixed on his dear girlfriend as well. As that scene replays in my mind, my wolf, Lea, starts to whimper and feels a sting. Eva had been discussing her favorite solo performance as I reminisced when she said something that caught my attention. "'Tyler James'?" I repeated. "Who is he?" "Are you serious, Ash?" Eva exclaimed. "I have been talking about BHB for years, and you're just now paying attention?" "Sorry," I said nonchalantly as I checked the time on my phone. It seemed like the class would start soon. "You never listen to me when I talk about my interests." "Oh, is that so? Okay, I will kee
Ashley POV "Sweetie? We are so sorry that we have not been able to call you back until now. Jayden's parents have been in a frenzy since noon, trying to find a cheap ticket back to Beverly. We did not worry you, did we?" As it turned out, it was my parents who called me. My dad's gentle, low, humming voice comforted my ears. Truth be told, I was a little worried when they did not answer my phone calls even during lunch. I had left a voicemail that I had something important to tell them but had no time to think about it anymore because of school matters and battle plans. By battle, I mean the battle against Jayden's amnesia. "Did you know that their son had an accident last night?" The piercing voice of my mom pierced through the phone line, making me wince. She was a beautiful, strong, determined woman, and the woman I admired most in the entire world, but her voice could cut through diamonds. "Yeah," I said, holding the phone slightly away from my ear and turning down the volume
Ashley POV Not even bothering to say goodbye, I simply ended the call abruptly. But still, I could hear my mom's voice, like a spell being cast inside my skull. Her words felt coiled around me and pierced my skin, like cold metal razor wire, and I felt like I really wanted to punch one of the mailboxes around the building. Seeing that it would cause ten times more damage than I could ever hope to, so I better leaned my forehead against the cold concrete wall and tried my hardest not to scream out in anger, frustration, or whatever you want to call the swirl of emotions churning inside my stomach. Just around the same time, there was the sound of the double glass doors opening behind me and two to three pairs of feet rushing inside, probably because they wanted to get away from the cold immediately. I did not pay much attention to the faint familiarity of their voices as they promptly started whispering loudly. I did not even notice anyone approaching me until they touched my shoulde
Ashley POVI was surprised by the offer at first, but I quickly turned it down. I know it sounds crazy that I was asked to have dinner with the most popular Pop Idol Boy Band currently in the world and I turned it down. Even a lot of people out there are dying for it. But here I am turning it down.Hunter shook his head with a slight smile. "I think it's time we got to know each other. Or what do you think, Jamie?"Jamie who was standing beside Tyler, chatting quietly, when he turned around. "Did we really buy enough food for all of us?" he asked hesitantly."We did buy the usual amount," Hunter replied. "And I highly doubt that she will eat more than Jayden."It seemed Tyler wanted to open his mouth to make a remark but Hunter quickly shut him up. "You are not allowed to say anything," Hunter chimed in. "What do you think Jayden would say or do if he saw the way you treated Ashley?""There is nothing. She doesn't even like us," Tyler said in a cold voice. "Jayden told me that she wou