Alpha Asher by Jane

Chapter 39

Read Alpha Asher [by Jane Doe] Chapter 39 – Breyona’s P.o.v

“Mate.” I gaped, looking up at the huge man before me.

His skin was a beautiful bronze color, evident even in the crimson light.

His hair was dark and curly, highlighting a sharp jawline and dark eyes.

“I am not your mate, she-wolf.”

Something flashed in his eyes, something he quickly stowed away in their dark depths. I found myself looking deeply, searching for what he had hidden.

My heart fluttered, yet broke all at once. His scent was swirling around me, intoxicating me the way alcohol never has.

He smelled of expensive cologne, warm and spicy but with a hint of something sweet. So complex and yet I could taste every note on my tongue.

‘That’s our mate.’ My wolf frowned, a low whine leaving her lips. ‘There’s something strange about mate. He doesn’t smell human.’

“No.” I frowned, “You are my mate, but you’re not human.”

My lips parted as I took in the man before me. His muscles rippled under his clothes. It was then I noticed how well dressed he was. An expensive pair of slacks topped with a crisp suit jacket. His muscles didn’t match his outfit, and yet he looked like some kind of buff mobster.

“And you’re not a werewolf.” My voice was growing weaker as realization dawned on me.

There were three species in this world. Werewolf, Human and—Vampire.

“And now you see, little she-wolf.” His voice was rough, emotionless while his eyes held more. “I cannot be your mate.”

I could feel my heart nearly shatter in my chest, a tight constricting feeling wrapping tightly around my body.

I was thankful Mason had gotten lost in the crowd, Lola before him. The two of them didn’t need to see this, didn’t need to see me be rejected.

I wondered if I’d walk around like Mason after being rejected. It was clear what happened to him, even if Lola couldn’t see for herself. I wonder if I’d have that same look of agony any time I saw a happy couple, any time someone spoke of mates and love.

this was what must be

down at me, his eyes swirling pools of obsidian, “Therefor, I am allowed to be

for Lola.” This wasn’t

sheild that clouded his eyes told me I

the pack, to be tormented with rumors and suspicious deaths.

me called out to the Vampire. My soul called out to his, finally finding it’s other

be together; finding out they

I could only hope our ending

up on him.’ My wolf whined, her ears flattening

after Lola.’ I grimaced, ‘Plus he’s a

he was on our side?’ My wolf questioned, one of her ears perking up at the

frowned, ‘He’d be turning his back on his

a reason. See how he’s looking at us? He can feel the mate-bond

me in awe, quickly masking the emotion before I

me?” My voice was small, my

the person to be vulnerable, to put my heart on the line. But with my mate, it was completely different. My heart was on the

had heard about my entire life crackled up my fingertips. Finding my mate was everything a werewolf looked forward to in life, but what life could I have with

accept us. If he came to our side, she’d

was sure of this, and I wanted

didn’t answer my

his face analyzing me as though this had become a

immediate, my mind already made

eyes burning into his. “I will

slowly, his guard securely in place. “And you know, I will not join your side. I will not

just–” I paused. What did

eyes were open wide, vulnerable. I was letting him know how much I

at the intensity of his eyes. I felt like an exposed nerve under his

needed to know. I needed to see what this

voice was rough, and it was then I could place the

of his entire species. If I was able to place my hatred aside, why couldn’t other

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