Alpha Asher by Jane

Read Alpha Asher [by Jane Doe] Chapter 88 – I spent the day with Lola, emersed in work as I often was. With Lola destined to be my Luna, I knew she could handle the work load. Her loyalty to this pack was as strong as my own, and I knew there wasn’t anything we wouldn’t do for the benefit of our people.

Running a pack was so much more than paperwork and brisk orders. You had to be willing to sacrifice yourself, your time, and your life. Being an Alpha meant giving up your hopes and dreams, your hobbies and personal interests for the good of the pack. You sacrificed those things so that your people might have the opportunity to pursue what they love and enjoy.

As soon as Bran and Zeke woke up, my day had begun. The three of us pulled thousands of warriors into this small town, preparing for the inevitable war. The downside of having a large army was providing them with the basic necessities of living. They needed places to sleep, food to eat, and room to breathe.

The people of this pack were willing to volunteer their time and energy to help the troops, cooking food, and providing places to live. Those with larger houses offered up guest rooms, opening their home to countless warriors. It was a debt I could never repay, but something I was eternally grateful for. I opened my own home to many warriors, providing every last inch of space so that they might have a place to sleep, a roof over their heads.

Even with the influx of volunteers and the use of the Community Center, there were some warriors forced to live in tents surrounding the pack. The packhouse was open to those living in tents, providing showers and food when needed.

Hours later, a headache throbbed at my temples, radiating across my forehead. The two of us had gotten a lot of work done, but there was always more. It was a never-ending stream of work, but the end was always worth it.

“You need a break.” Lola grimaced, standing from the chair she sat at in my office.

I watched as she approached me, hips swaying as they often did. The more time I spent with Lola, the more I was awed by her beauty. Completely oblivious, as she often was, she caught the eye of many males. None dared look longer than a few moments, seeing the cobalt mark on her neck, the mark of an Alpha.

“Don’t go.” I sighed, pulling her small frame into my arms.

I buried my face into the crook of her neck, the side with my mark, and inhaled deeply. Vanilla and pears, such a unique scent with a huge impact. I could feel my tense muscles relaxing as I held her in my arms, the spark licking their way up my skin.

“I wouldn’t if I had a choice.” Her voice was soft, and I nearly groaned as she ran her fingers through my hair. Her fingernails grazed my scalp, sending waves of delicious pleasure down my neck. “I’m doing this for the pack. I’ll k**l my way out of that building to get back to you, I promise.”

I knew she would, I could hear the conviction in her words. She’d k**l the Vampire King herself if it meant coming home to me. She stepped into the position of Luna unknowingly, and embraced every stressful, horrible aspect. I could hardly stomach the guilt that followed. Did I deserve someone so selfless? So irrevocably brave and fearless?

“You’re too good for me, you know that?” I mumbled against her neck.

She shivered as my breath fanned across her neck, coaxing a wave of primal pleasure from my wolf. He wanted her here and now, as he had since we first met Lola. I had tried to keep my distance from her, to let her develop feelings on her own, but self-control had never been a strong suit of mine, especially with my wolf breathing down my neck.

She pulled herself away from me, making me grimace from the lack of comfort, the lack of Lola. She stared into my eyes searching for something, delving into their depths until she reached a part of my soul, I kept hidden, a part only she had access to.

“You’re wrong.” She shook her head. I let my eyes close as her fingers drifted over my stubble, tracing along my jawline softly. “We’re perfect for each other, that’s why were mates. You need someone willing to sacrifice just as much as you for the good of this pack. You don’t have to handle this stuff alone anymore, let me help where I can. And right now, I’m helping you by making you take a d**n break. Come take a bath with me.”

My wolf’s ears perked up at her words, pride bursting through him as we gazed at our mate. I couldn’t deny her, not when she was looking at me with those brilliant eyes. Staring at me as though I were the one thing, she had spent her life waiting for. Staring at me as though all the terrible rumors couldn’t hide the person I truly was. It was a vulnerable feeling, but Lola was the only wolf I would ever submit to, my mate.

I couldn’t hide my interest at her words. Any chance to see her without those restrictive clothes was a blessing, and I planned on taking advantage of every opportunity. My lips twitched into a smirk, which soon turned into a grin when she scoffed at me.

I let her tug me out of my office, leading me down the hall and into our bedroom. Her strength was no match for mine, even with her constant tugging, but I let her lead me nonetheless. I had quickly noticed Lola’s second favorite place in the house was my massive bathroom, her first was the bed.

I waited silently as she turned the tub on, sticking her finger under the stream to check the heat. She must have been thinking something particularly naughty, as when she turned around, blush had formed on her cheeks.

I flashed her an innocent smile, tugging on the hem of her t-shirt. She let me slide it from her body, forgotten on the floor. In my eyes, Lola had no imperfections. Every ounce of her creamy skin was alluring, seductive without even trying. A harsh blush stained her cheeks as my eyes drifted down her shoulders and to her b**e chest.

amusement. I had seen every inch of her supple body, had tasted every ounce of her delicious skin. She had been completely b**e before me, back arched in toe-curling pleasure, and

after all this time, you still blush when I have you undress for me.” I smirked, chuckling

not my fault I have some decency.” Lola

wider. “Last I remember, I caught you swimming in your bra and

glared at me, making me chuckle louder. She often reminded me of a kitten with its hackles raised, swiping with tiny paws and bared fangs. She was a formidable warrior against most, but

else knew about the swimming hole.” She shook her head, her eyes practically burning holes into me as I removed the rest of my clothing. “I’m

looked at me started a fire deep in the pits of my

extensively before attacking.” I smirked, remembering how her previous Alpha had overstepped, had disrespected me to the point of no return. “I found the swimming hole

could resist.’ My wolf chuckled lowly, ‘We had no choice but to

she was completely b**e to me. She no longer tried to hide herself, knowing I would only pull her hands away. With every beautiful inch of her on display,

oblivious to how her relaxed purr affected me. I wrapped my hand around her submerged ankle, pulling her across the tub and into my arms. I chuckled as she rolled her eyes, but settled into my arms happily. Her eyes drifted down my face, lingering on my neck where her mark sat. Her gaze softened as it traced over the cobalt mark, and I found myself

my Lola. The woman I knew I didn’t deserve, yet had been blessed with anyway. My Luna, my equal in

and moved to turn her around. I had washed her countless times, an excuse to graze her skin with my fingertips. Intimacy had never been a strong suit of mine, but I was determined to

now?” She asked, “It’s your turn, now turn

hips, running my thumbs over her soft skin and placed her on my lap. I kept myself under control, desperately not wanting to take

with the front, darling.” I grinned, laughing as she rolled her

blush stained her face, soft like rose petals. Her eyes betrayed her, darkening as she

scoffed, sticking her tongue out

I wanted to do to her, the positions I’d have her in, the

My wolf growled pleasantly, the sound rumbling through my chest. Her bre*sts grew heavy, her nips hardening from the cool

surprise exploded in her eyes as I grew hard against her backside. She completely underestimated the affect she had on me. The final straw was when the soap slipped from her fingers, clattering to the floor of the tub. My self-control snapped like

I wanted to feel every beautiful inch of her, wanted to feel her walls contract with every agonizingly slow s****e. I wanted

slamming my lips against her own. I wasn’t stopping until our lungs screamed, until our lips were bruised and chests heaving. Her hard nips grazed over

neither could she. Weeks and months this need had been building up, growing and evolving until neither of us could resist any longer. The sparks consumed us, licking over every inch of our skin, fueled by lu*t and love, desire

all of it melted away as she whimpered into my mouth, her tongue grazing against my own. Her hands wandered down my chest, over my arms, and down to my stomach. She savored each touch, devouring me as I

hands, holding her close as I stepped out of the tub and towards the bedroom. Water splashed onto the floor, onto the

my urges, the burning need to taste her wetness, to feel the sweetness of it on my tongue. My self-control had long ago

trailed light kisses closer and closer to her core. The wetness there was glistening, begging

You’ll ruin my fun.” I teased, running a finger down her wet

along her entrance, nearly losing myself as her back arched. The blissful whimper that left her lips destroyed the remainder

the rippling pleasure running through her body. I lapped up every ounce of her sweetness, flicking my tongue against her clt hungrily. I snarled as she screamed my name, her back arching and pu*y contracting

legs shaking. I pushed her back down, needing another taste, needing those intoxicating moans that drove me mad. I wrapped one of my arms around her waist, holding her against my face as I groaned against her pu*y. I

and plea. Her legs shook, her back

way up her body, kissing and nibbling at every ounce of

first time would hurt, and wanted her prepared for me. I grazed the mark on her neck with my

looking down at my mate, still breathless

and brushed the head of my c*k against her entrance. The slickness I found there was enough to coax a growl from my throat. Naked and trembling

I murmured,