Alpha Asher by Jane

Read Alpha Asher [by Jane Doe] Chapter 23 – It felt like the entire pack was holding it’s breath.

No one but I and Beta Devin knew of Alpha Asher’s travels, but the news of the two deaths spread like wildfire. Everyone in town was on edge, wondering who was next or if it would even happen again. Not a single person could come up with any useful information. There were no witnesses the night of Kanyon’s d***h. No one saw anything. It was as though the k****r simply vanished into thin air. The people on patrol that night didn’t report anything strange, noting it was quiet that night.

I was almost afraid to be on patrol tonight, but I was never the type to let fear hold me back. Knowing the attacks had something to do with me, I was more determined than ever to find out their cause. If Tyler truly was behind the attacks, there was no way he’d stop now. Tyler might not be smart, but he was certainly ruthless. It was clear Tyler’s mysterious friends were the brains behind the entire operation.

“I wonder if any of this would’ve happened if I had just stayed with Grandma.” I shrugged, walking to patrol with Breyona and Mason.

Breyona rolled her eyes, “If Tyler’s behind it then it would’ve happened regardless.”

“He’s probably pissed Alpha Asher’s running his pack.” Mason shrugged.

“It’s Tyler’s fault for pissing him off.” I shook my head, “If Tyler wasn’t an arrogant p***k two innocent people wouldn’t be d**d.”

“It’s not good to dwell on stuff like that.” Breyona shrugged, “Gotta live in the present, y’know?”

I stopped walking and gave her a strange look, “Have you been talking to my Grandma?”

“She’s a smart lady.” Breyona noted with a chuckle.

“Too smart.” I raised my eyebrow in response.

Breyona turned left down the street while Mason and I turned right. Mason and I were paired to run patrol together, while Breyona was stationed at the other side of town.

We had two new people with us tonight. From the looks of it, they were definitely Alpha Asher’s men. Both were large in stature, covered in ornate tattoo’s and rippling muscles. One of the men had startling blonde hair, long and messy on his head. The other had hair the color of midnight, cropped short and slicked to the side. Both looked equally intimidating with their tattoo’s and scars, but that didn’t bother me. If anything, I felt a little safer out here as though a piece of Asher was with us.

“I’m guessing you’re Lola and Mason.” The blonde one grunted, sparing us a short glance. “I’m Carter, that’s Wade.”

The raven haired man grunted, his eyes shifting over the two of us. He had a scrutinizing gaze with a set of piercing blue eyes.

“That’s us.” I grinned, letting it widen as I took in Mason’s bewildered expression. “So, how do you boys wanna do this?”

eyes widened and Mason raised a brow

unsettling, so

guess we’ll go off in groups of two.” I shrugged, two seconds away from turning

to leave you alone.” Wade barked,

eyes, “Of course he

gave Mason an amused

raised my eyebrow and placed my hands

to be a fool to not feel the power rolling from them. The power was

Carter shook his head,

what observation would that be?” I narrowed

simply informed us of your.. hard-headedness.” Carter responded, his

headed?” I pursed my lips, “He said I’m hard

Carter, but

helpful of him.” I smirked, “I guess we’ll all just patrol

had a running conversation through the mind-link, one that Wade and Carter refused to participate in. Every now and again I would hear a low chuckle from

earth cold and yielding under our paws. Maya was relishing in her freedom, the only thing in her mind was the dull thumps of her paws hitting the earth. The cool breeze rushed through our fur, introducing new scents to our nose. The cool breeze would’ve been cold on my human skin, but it felt like a cool caress through Maya’s fur.

I murmured to

in our tracks, Maya’s nose lifted to the sky

smell anything.” Mason’s

earth.” Carter shrugged, but his eyes

anything?”

shook his head while Carter and Wade eyed

my head, we took off

backpackers to come into our neck of the woods. Most of the time we’d spot their campsites and avoid them, continuing our patrol as usual. The sweet smell was most likely from a group of campers who left some food behind in the

home that night, giving me one last wave before he jogged down the street

in the living room to find my

while I was gone?” I raised my eyebrow at