Page 43 of Psycho Shifters
Suddenly, I felt light-headed.
Deep grooves on his lower hip formed a V that went low into his gray sweatpants.
His golden hair was tousled after sleeping, and his onyx horns made him look like a fantastical creature from the fae realm.
I couldn’t help but look at the bulge in his sweatpants. Was the beta gossip true?
“I’m not interested,” Ascher sneered at me with his lush mouth, amber eyes rolling in disgust.
It took me an embarrassingly long moment to realize what he was talking about.
Face flaming, I quickly turned around and busied myself getting ready for the day.
“Trust me, I’m not either.” I gathered my clothes. My rough voice was harsh and broken compared to his sexy drawl, and the pit in my stomach grew larger.
“Sure, that’s why you were eye-fucking me.”
I refused to turn around and look at him.
His body was all hard edges and bulging muscles, so different from my much smaller form. His flame and rose tattoos were a colorful work of art.
I should have ignored it, but his blatant rejection made my heart twist and my stomach curl in on itself.
Ascher wasn’t the first man to tell me I was repulsive, and he wouldn’t be the last.
I took my clothes to the bathroom but was stopped when the door wouldn’t open. “Fucking hell.” I yanked at the handle with desperation.
I needed to get away from Ascher.
“Cobra and Jax are bathing. Change out here.”
I refused to turn around and look at the bastard. “I need privacy to change.” Weird grunts and groans and splashing water sounded within the bathroom, and I quickly backed away from the door.
“Of course, the princess thinks she’s just too attractive to change in front of the other alphas. You probably think you’re special, claiming to be the first woman alpha.”
As I breathed shallowly, the tightness in my chest grew and spots danced in front of my eyes.
No way was I showing off my hideous scars to the arrogant alpha that already found me repulsive.
“I need privacy!” I shouted mid-gasp and stared at the floor.
“Relax, Princess. Just go next door. There are empty rooms. We have this entire wing to ourselves.”
I barely caught the tail end of Ascher’s words because I sprinted out the door, into a neighboring room. It was an open room with a fireplace, but it didn’t have any furniture.
Gasping for air, I slammed the door shut and fell to the ground.
I’d once told Lucinda to lie on the floor when she was having a panic attack because it helped center the body. Now I fell like a starfish onto the hard ground and felt zero comfort.
Instead, it just reminded me of yesterday when the beta had pinned me against the floor. I quickly scrambled to my feet.
Bumping around the room, I got dressed in a frantic rush.
Ten minutes later, I calmly walked into the alpha quarters with a fake smile plastered on my face.
The bathroom was open, and I slipped inside.
I went to brush my teeth with my fingers, but was surprised to find a toothbrush, hairbrush, and hair ties in a pile with a piece of paper that had my name on it. I had never had such luxuries before.