Alpha Asher by Jane

Read Alpha Asher [by Jane Doe] Chapter 37 – Unknown P.o.v

I had known from the beginning; trusting Tyler Vail was a f**king mistake. The pampered mutt had come scrambling to us, his b***h in tow. He was frantic, reeking with the fear that made me want to retch.

His proposition was intriguing to say the least.

G******g; Odds, were my forte. Betting was something I enjoyed, something I excelled in. Reading the emotions on a person’s face was child’s play, but if you did it right it could reveal the things they wish to keep secret.

Revenge, his motivation; as it typically is. His beloved pack was taken, due to his own ignorance and foolishness. Now he needed aid, help to destroy the enemies that threatened his way of life.

Looking at Tyler Vail, it was clear to see he was a weak excuse for a werewolf. He lacked the pulsating power that surrounded an Alpha. His b***h clung to his side, reeking of fear. I had not met a Luna in this lifetime, but I was knowledgeable about their way of life. She lacked confidence, conviction and from the looks of it her loyalty to her mate was faulty.

They had come to us knowing they would never survive on their own. They needed us.

We could care less for the pampered mutts, living in their pristine packs. Happiness, love and respect for all as a f**king motto. The weakness was pathetic. Their civilized pack-life left them with their guard down, and ripe for the picking.

I was born; destined to become second-in-command. The title had ran in my family for many generations.

The pampered mutts would call my group a “pack”, but that is not something we wish to go by. Life in my “pack” was cold and cruel, the only thing that mattered was surviving and pleasing the King. We have no Alpha, we have a King.

I had been raised to praise our King above all else; to serve him and his purpose until the end of my life. I had spent my childhood elated with that fact, my heart full of purpose and determination. Everything had been perfect; Until I met her.

Tyler Vail and his b***h had managed an audience with our King. I was sure the two of them would not leave the room alive; in fact, I was eager for it. Tyler Vail had a sense of arrogance that followed him, a slimy sense of entitlement. If only he knew how fragile his position truly was. Alpha’s come and go, King’s remain.

“Alpha Asher Desmond.” The name left Tyler Vail’s thin lips; and I knew our fate was sealed.

Alpha Asher Desmond, Alpha to the largest pack in the world. An enemy to all who refused to adapt to his lifestyle. In a world full of many species, not all were—cut out, for the “pack-life”.

Tyler Vail had our King’s attention; something that was rare. It was easy to see the hatred in Tyler Vail’s eyes. He detested our way of life, disagreed with it wholeheartedly.

With our King’s interest peaked, I and the rest of his men were ushered into another room. Everyone took a seat around a large table, Tyler Vail and his b***h were off to the side. Tyler Vail contained his hatred and fear behind a mask, his b***h did not have the skill to do the same. Her beady little eyes darted around the room, her disdain thick in the air.

hours. A deal

from History permanently. Our King was more than willing to provide his

does not enjoy being called that, requested some form of protection. Our King was not a generous man, nor was he forgiving. I was struck with surprise when he offered a handful of men to be at their disposal. The

and faced us. We were his inner circle, the

help them?” Antonio

of us stilled, waiting for

the world of the putrid Alpha.” Our King nodded, his fingertips grazing across his skin as he was lost in thought. “But we will never

would you have us do?” Antonio had spoken

of the newer recruits into the inner circle; he was bold with his

King paused, something dark flickering across his eyes. “Instill fear in them, while we

I watched

softly. Faster than Antonio could register, the King’s sharpened nail grazed both

the silent room; Antonio’s scream. Thick blood sprayed the ground our King walked on, but he continued speaking. A weeping vertical line across Antonio’s face sprouted, his eyes nearly split in two. His wails filled the room, yet none of us

paranoid mess.” The King continued speaking softly, “And

King approached Antonio’s cowering form. Antonio’s hands were over his bleeding eyes, and the King forced

King spoke with finality, swiping his lengthened nail

blood filled the room, thick and heavy in the air. A gurgle left Antonio’s mouth before his body collapsed to the floor with a heavy thud. The man was too bold;

turned

word; we didn’t need to. The King knew we understood, knew we would follow his

want them in

before a wild card was thrown

A wildcard named Lola.

Asher Desmond’s pack for a month now, learning their routine and their

something he did only when he wanted to know my input on the odds.

around the territory we observed, rumors surrounding a girl. The girl had strong ties with Tyler Vail, leaving

churned with interest, my gut telling me she was

felt in years. I had no self-control at the time, peering down at her through her window. It was when I first set eyes on her, that