Alpha Asher by Jane

Read Alpha Asher [by Jane Doe] Chapter 32 – “Lola.” Alpha Asher’s voice was rough and gravely, “Always getting into trouble, and now I seem to understand why.”

Alpha Asher’s voice was clouded with sleep, making it deeper and more gruff. The sound instantly appealed to Maya and I. His voice was like a sedative, calming my frayed nerves and frantic mind.

A nervous laugh escaped my lips, “I know it might not seem like it, but this is totally not my fault.”

“Mm.” Alpha Asher mused slowly, my heart thudding in response. “I’m not entirely sure I believe you, Lola. Tell me, why were you at Haze last night?”

‘Here we go.’ I thought to myself. wondering how Alpha Asher would truly react.

“Breyona smelled her mate the night of Chelsea’s birthday.” I frowned, “She wanted to go back and find him. I couldn’t let her go alone.”

“Of all people, Lola.” Alpha Asher sighed, his rough voice sending another chill down my spine. “Half-Vampire, I hear.”

“I guess I am.” My voice sounded small, and I realized I had never talked to Alpha Asher like this before. I was vulnerable, and I hated the feeling. My vulnerability gave Alpha Asher the opportunity to crush me, all he had to do was say a few choice words.

“And how do you feel about that fact, Lola?” Alpha Asher’s voice was even, and if I didn’t know any better his voice almost sounded soft. His kindness sent something else rushing through me, pure longing.

“I don’t know how I feel about it.” I murmured honestly. “I think part of me doesn’t believe it.”

Alpha Asher was silent on the other end, letting me pour my repressed emotions through the mind-link.

“I do know one thing.” I took a deep breath, gaining some strength and confidence back into my voice. “It doesn’t change anything. I’m a werewolf first and foremost. I owe the Vampire’s nothing, especially if it’s them threatening my home.”

A few more seconds ticked by in silence.

“Good girl.” Alpha Asher commented, his voice low and husky. “Now, here’s what’s going to happen. I will arrive back on pack territory this afternoon. Beta Devin will be over in just a few hours. Pack your belongings and give Beta Devin a full description of the Vampire who marked you.”

I paused, letting Alpha Asher finish.

“I expect you ready to move into the pack house by the time I arrive back.” Alpha Asher’s command was final, and I couldn’t help but shiver at the dominance in his voice.

I gave Breyona a quick call, telling her to grab Mason and head over to my place as soon as she could. She asked if my Grandma had talked to me, promising she’d be right over.

I looked around my bedroom, the one I had since the day I was born. Everything I owned was in here. All of my belongings tucked in their own spot. I could pack everything up easily, but I couldn’t take the memories with me. Like the time Sean and I were wrestling and he fell off the bed, breaking his nose in the process. Or the time I stepped on a staple and cried for hours, Sean was the one who consoled me. I couldn’t help but feel strange about moving from this house. I had the strong feeling that once I left, I wouldn’t be moving back.

sounded on my bedroom door, and I looked over as Breyona and Mason stepped into my

got here in

while Breyona gave me a triumphant

here.” Mason pursed his lips, giving Breyona a hard look.

Mason, “I

couldn’t help but snicker at my two friends. Mason plopped down on one side of my bed, while Breyona draped herself over the

trailed off, her eyes full of understanding. “How

managing. I don’t think it’s really sunken in

Vampire.” Mason murmured, “Can

think so, I don’t even have fangs.” I grinned at Mason and cackled as he

Mason frowned, “Been craving blood

“No actually,

formed on his cute face. “I

point.” I smiled softly

won’t tell anyone.” Breyona nodded, zipping her lips and throwing away

chuckled, “If my secret leaks out,

secret Vampire powers on us.” Mason shuddered with

smirked, lifting

him off the bed and onto the floor. A loud ‘oomph’ sound came from his mouth as we tumbled to the floor. I was sitting on his stomach, my

Mason smirked, feigning

mentioned, but truthfully she enjoyed the company of

head, “I’m not

The two of us grunted in

smirked

spread on Mason’s face as he struggled to pull himself free of Breyona and

open, revealing my shocked Dad and amused

noise.” Dad grumbled, his brows furrowing

at my Dad

I wasn’t born yesterday.” Dad cocked his eyebrow at

scoffed, “Thirty five isn’t old at

deep blush formed on my Dad’s face. His eyebrows

down the hallway with his hand rubbing