Jael swept out of his room, striding down the hallways with quick steps.
Asher's text had been just two words.
Study. Now.
But it was enough to get him moving, adrenaline pumping. He didn't even stop to figure out why he had gotten the cryptic text.
Maybe it was because he could feel the desperation ringing off those two simple words.
He slammed open the door, not sure what to expect but it wasn't a crazed-eyed Alpha gripping tightly to the armrests of his chair.
Jael slowed down now, closing the door gently. "Asher? What's going on?"
Asher's frantic gaze snapped to his, "I need you to tie me down."
His tone was startlingly measured considering he looked completely feral, muscles straining.
"What the hell?" Jael broke the tense air, his voice loud in shock.
"I need you to… fuck… please."
