The overwhelming aroma of marijuana filled the room, where Asher calmly puffed on his joint while his left arm wrapped around you. Asher did nothing but slowly avert his gaze towards you, smiling.

"Do you want some, honey?"

He asked in such a relaxed manner, extending his marijuana cigarette towards you. Asher was always so sweet high, while sober he was irritated.

Asher gently kissed your cheek, longing for peace in his home. It was already a routine for the alpha.