Alpha Asher by Jane

Read Alpha Asher [by Jane Doe] Chapter 57 – Lola’s P.o.v

Alpha Bran had quickly learned not to underestimate me. He hadn’t expected my speed, having to push himself to land the easiest of blows.

Alpha Bran was a skilled opponent, but I had trained against Alpha Asher on multiple occasions. Alpha Asher’s fighting style was brute force coupled with intense analyzing. Alpha Asher analyzed each target, noticing their differences and the way they fought. Alpha Bran did no such thing, treating me the same as he would any other opponent.

While dodging Alpha Bran’s attacks, I remembered something Chris had told me. Chris had trained me the entire year I stayed at Grandma’s. He had never told me the truth about his past, but Grandma gave me some hints. Chris had been one of the best warriors to exist, becoming Beta to his closest friend at one point. It must have not worked out, as Chris lived in the middle of nowhere with Grandma as his neighbor.

Chris had given me thousands of tips throughout our year of training, but this one stuck with me the most.

‘Each opponent is different. You need to pinpoint those differences, find their weak spot.’

Alpha Bran’s weak spot was his pride, that and his increasing temper. The more impatient and desperate Alpha Bran became, the sloppier he would fight. Parts of his body were undefended as he attacked impulsively

I could see Alpha Bran’s desire to shift, yet his pride prevented him from doing so. He thought shifting was unnecessary fighting against a she-wolf, that he should have the strength in human form.

Maya was in my head, goading me on. While she helped increase my speed, she saved her strength. We would have to render Alpha Bran unconscious to win the fight. It was clear he was stronger than me, but I was determined to win.

As I became faster, Alpha Bran’s blows became more desperate. I was exceeding his expectations, proving to be a challenge. No one else could see it, but anger and frustration were growing in Alpha Bran’s eyes.

I felt myself tumble to the ground; my ankle scratched by Alpha Bran’s claw. I could feel the sticky wetness against my ankle, but the pain fueled me.

All at once, something strange began to happen. It started as a gentle tingling sensation across my skin, brushing past the hairs on my arms and raising them. The tingling sensation grew stronger, and much colder. Shards of ice danced across my skin, scraping but causing no pain. The sweat on my body grew cold, yet Alpha Bran and I continued to fight.

My stomach tightened as I dodged another of Alpha Bran’s blows. He was close to shifting, to setting aside his pride to win the fight.

to knock him out before he shifts.’ Maya murmured

shards of ice continued running across my skin. A voice whispered out in my mind, silky yet sharp like steel. It slithered

payment of blood, we

searing pain erupted from my ankle, and it took all my concentration not

leaving my body, I was met with a wave of strength that nearly knocked me to my knees. The feeling was raw and dark

making ones of my

Bran’s bones began to shift, hair sprouting on his body in light patches. Faster than the average werewolf, his wolf burst from his body. Large and the color of wet sand, Alpha Bran

the strength that filled me. The

Maya

I grunted, growing impatient the longer

of my mind, absorbing and meshing with the strength that flowed through me. My own bones

with renewed strength, our jaws open as we fought for each other’s throats. The crowd of people stepped back, out of range from the

I felt different in wolf form. My wolf had grown taller, almost as tall as Alpha Bran’s. I was still small in comparison, but it was a noticeable change. My fur

it’s teeth b**e. He

Alpha Bran’s teeth as our own sunk into his neck. We hadn’t bitten deep enough to k**l, just enough to make Alpha Bran whine. Planting our back legs in the dirt, Maya whipped her head to the side. I forced all the strength coursing through me into the move. Alpha Bran hit the dirt with a sickening thud,

Alpha Zeke walked

was doing, my eyes were locked on Alpha Asher. His honey colored eyes stared at me, something strange

thick with exhaustion. All I wanted was to curl up in Alpha Asher’s

Zeke chuckled, a brisk shake of

Asher, I was finally able to step out of the crowd. I stumbled at first, nearly toppling over as a wave of exhaustion hit.

I was away from most of the people, I closed my

Alpha Asher’s rough voice called out, making my eyes snap open. My wolf was almost as tall as Alpha Asher, my head reaching