"Anita..."

He licks his lips.

"I can feed them both, and she doesn't have to know about the mark."

As much as he wants Asher, this was home, it was all the security he had. When Asher tired of him, he'd need somewhere to go, and he couldn't bring himself to burn this bridge.

"She doesn't have to know," he whispers, eyes pleading with Damian to keep the secret.