Alpha Asher by Jane
Chapter 175
Chapter 175
The howling didn’t stop when we raced through the pack’s boundary lines and into what many wolves considered ‘no man’s land.’
A total of four hundred and seventy-three miles west of Asher’s pack was Alpha Bran’s, which we fully planned to steer clear of. Even though it was insanity not to relay the location of the Vampire’s lair on the off chance we didn’t make it back, I couldn’t risk Asher sending a group of warriors to my rescue.
The last thing I needed were the Vampire’s thinking I’d come to ambush them.
A few of the warriors followed us past the boundary lines, though they didn’t dare venture too far. If I had to guess, the ones brave enough to leave Asher’s territory were new recruits, desperate to prove themselves in the eyes of their Alpha. When the last wolf following us slowed and darted back to the territory lines, I let out a sigh of relief. 1
The sound was muffled by the helmet I wore and smothered by the snarling of the engine, yet Tristan still felt the need to turn his head ever so slightly in my direction. It was the weird connection he and every other Vampire had with their ruler. In many ways, it was similar to the bond between a Luna and her pack, yet there was no direct channel of communication.
As convenient, and mildly unsettling, as it was to have Tristan and Giovanni picking up on my emotions, the ability to mind-link would’ve been far more useful.
Curled behind Tristan’s large frame, I lost track of the time that passed. Unable to see the small screen on the sports bike, I counted the passing hours by how sore my backside was becoming.
Silence rang in my ears where Asher’s voice had once been, and even though I promptly ended the mindlink between us after promising I’d return, I could feel his lingering presence in the furthest depths of my thoughts, waiting—listening for any whisper that I was in danger.
Always the protector, no matter how tumultuous things became.
“He’ll forgive you. You know that, right?” Tristan grunted, clearing his throat to regain my attention.
I set the helmet onto the seat of the bike and stared up at the flickering sign of the gas station we stopped at, unsure of how to respond. FastMart, I deduced even though the blinking letters read ‘F st M t’, was nothing more than a little shack comprised of four poorly constructed brick walls. Right outside the front door, whose glass was hazy and covered in halfpeeled stickers from cigarette advertisements, were two gas pumps. The one we stood at had a rusted number 2 on the handle, as if we couldn’t figure that one out ourselves.
I looked back at Tristan, still unable to conjure a response. He had never liked Asher, especially before coming to accept that I’d never choose him as my mate. It was strange to hear his reassurance rather than some clever insult meant to tear Asher down.
don’t think this fossil has a card reader.”
stared down at the slim wad of cash I kept handy,
“If we don’t make it back, Asher can track us through your card and see that we
leaned against the pump. It sat at an odd angle, making it look as though it were going to fall over at any moment. I nodded, erasing my look of surprise when he snorted
a plan unfurled in my mind—one created by the slew of intrusive thoughts that explained in explicit detail the many number of things that could potentially go wrong. Well, at least they couldn’t take me to my father. Not that
anything happens, I want you to leave me behind
was Tristan’s turn to raise his eyebrows, only instead
my funeral when Asher murders me for leaving your side? Perhaps, Giovanni will forgive me for trying to murder him and for the loss of Breyona’s wolf. If
my eyes at
“So dramatic.”
I turned on my heel and approached the little shack. Through the foggy glass windows, I could see a single aisle
you got any money?” A raspy voice
cooler. A sign
the dark tattered clothing he wore, and from
said, jabbing a thumb over his shoulder as he pointed towards the inside of the little shack. He let out a wet laugh
the door handle. “Glad
open. Instantly, I was greeted by the pungent scent of gas station hot dogs and the body odor
of the man’s body odor could easily alert every werewolf in the state that this man was one hundred percent a human. He looked up from
these parts, sweetheart?” He drawled, sliding the magazine off to the
spat a wad of something dark into it. The scent of stale
gas, that’s what.”
askin’ a question.” He chuckled, his
Alpha Asher by Jane Chapter 175
Lola has always assumed that she and her boyfriend Alpha Tyler were mates. On Tyler's 18th birthday, her world fell apart. Heart broken, she ran away from her pack for an entire year. Alpha Asher Chapter 175 ... Tragedy forces Lola to return home, where she finds the infamous Alpha Asher in charge. This time, Lola might actually have a little bit of happiness. That is, until she finds out who her life partner really is.
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