Alpha Asher by Jane

Read Alpha Asher [by Jane Doe] Chapter 24 – I went to bed that night, a detailed dream of Sean filling my head.

He was thundering through the woods, his four paws raking up dirt as he barreled forward. Clumps of grass and earth sprayed out from behind him, tree’s and branches blurred as he ran past. The forest around him was slowing, his senses heightened in his wolf form.

The dream continued like that for some time, simply Sean running through the woods. A few moments later the dream shifted. I was still standing in the woods, but Sean was gone. The same sickeningly sweet scent was lingering in the air. The forest was quiet, unusually quiet. The forest was absent of bugs or creatures. Typically at night, the forest is alive with living creatures. Animals hunted at night, insects chirped and buzzed. There was none of that in my dream forest. Everything was still, inducing a strange sense of anxiety. The feeling of being watched surrounded me, the prickling feeling of eyes running over my skin.

“Lola.” A deep voice called out, slick like oil.

The bushes shook, and a strange sense of d***h settled over the forest. Thick and almost tangible, this strange shadow-like substance ebbed from all around me. It was black like smoke, lapping the ground as it ebbed closer and closer. Plants wilted under the touch of the strange smoke, urging it to move faster.

I sat from my bed with a startled breath, my dream had been cut short. It wasn’t surprising to have nightmares in times like this. I was merely lucky my nightmares didn’t include Katie or Kanyon’s glassy gaze.

Training without Alpha Asher was monotonous and almost boring. I sparred with Mason easily, taking him down multiple times. Deep in the back of my mind, I already missed Alpha Asher. A day without bothering him felt unsuccessful and pointless. I quickly realized how much I longed to see the fire b**n in his eyes as he fought his hidden desires.

After training Breyona and Mason tagged along to my house. The three of us ate lunch, my Grandma supplying Breyona with as many pastries as she could carry.

“Your Grandma is awesome.” Breyona groaned, munching on a brownie as we walked to her house.

“She’s only baking like this cause she’s stressed.” I chuckled.

“I wish my mom stress baked.” Breyona rolled her eyes, “My Mom stress cleans. Won’t even let us touch the kitchen anymore.”

“Mine just watches those spanish soap operas.” Mason shuddered, his eyes widening in fear.

“Is Mason scared of his Mom’s soap opera’s?” Breyona cackled, pelting him with a piece of brownie.

“You act like it’s funny but you’ve never had to sit and endure four hours of it.” Mason shook his head, “And this is why I’m always out and about.”

We walked up the stairs to Breyona’s house, and walked inside.

It had been years since I was in Breyona’s home, but not much had changed.

The family pictures still lingered on the walls, a few new ones added to the collection. Breyona looked nearly identical to her Mom and older sister. The newest photo was of Breyona, her sister, her Mom and Dad. Breyona’s sister had a large baby bump and an even wider grin on her face. Breyona’s lips were pulled up in a smirk, as though she was holding back laughter.

“Lola?” Breyona’s Mom called out, a surprised smile on her face. “I was wondering when I’d see your face again.”

“Hey, Miss Shelby.” I grinned, giving Breyona’s Mom a hug.

There was a time when Breyona and I were inseparable, a time before I met Tyler. I would spend most of my days at her house. Breyona’s Mom wasn’t a fan of my Mom, but that never stopped me from finding my way over their house. Breyona’s Mom would never turn me down, always offering a place to stay when my Mom became a little too overbearing.

“How’re you holding up?” Shelby frowned, giving my back a soft pat.

Breyona got her winning personality from her Mom, and her intense sarcasm from her Dad. Breyona’s Mom considered me a distant daughter, always making me feel included. The fact that she didn’t hold it against me when I ditched Breyona for Tyler, said loads about who she is as a person. Forgiving, kind, and compassionate. Just like Breyona.

“I’m managing.” I nodded, a tight smile on my face. “I don’t have it as bad as some others.”

and Katie’s families flashed through my mind. Losing someone so

understand, dear.” Shelby smiled sadly. “Just know it

that.” I forced a

to approach. I was still struggling with my own

the baked goods off at her house, getting dressed for

making our usual walk. As always, Breyona turned left while Mason and

and Wade were waiting for us when we approached. The four of us began our usual

time around it was gone, leaving me to believe I had imagined the entire thing. Scents typically faded but never

be another peaceful night, until a

– Something broke through

the mind-link and the four of us took off without

anything?” I shouted through

Someone replied, “It

heading to the Southern patrol station. When we finally arrived

scent disappears twenty feet into town.”

growled, “You couldn’t catch a simple

was fast.” A sandy colored wolf shook it’s head. “We couldn’t

h**l broke loose through the mind-link. Everyone was pissed and on end. Someone had clearly made it into town, which meant another d**d

voice called out in the midst of the

to

with patches of white and orange. It’s eyes were chocolate brown and glistening with hidden intelligence. I had never seen this particular wolf before, but that wasn’t surprising. I didn’t know many of

feminine voice filling my head. “Like the shadows got

from it’s mouth. “She did nothing to help. Just froze

The girl murmured, her chocolate eyes looking towards where the threat had come

at the

seem.. darker,

“Like

came from the smaller wolf,

stop the bickering.

voice bellowed through the mind-link, stilling the

now.” I snapped at all of them, “Arguing will not

frowned, a small

little multi-colored one included. While she was much smaller than the others, her eyes glistened with a

continued barking orders, “We will search

was to find another d**d body, but someone got through out perimeter. A simple rogue didn’t possess that kind of speed, nor did anything else

d**d body. No one was injured, and there

them, never once stopping as

all headed home. The next patrol shift arrived early, setting up quickly

The small feminine voice called

those intelligent chocolate