Alpha Asher by Jane

Read Alpha Asher [by Jane Doe] Chapter 99 – Lola’s POV

As Asher’s voice faded from my mind, the heat encompassing my body increased. I felt uncomfortable in my own skin, unbearably warm and antsy. I struggled to sit up in the sedan, but could hardly move my limbs. I knew Maya was fighting for control, pushing back against her instincts in order to give me a reprieve from the intense heat. My eyes fluttered closed, and I cherished the brief minutes of unconsciousness, free from the blistering heat.

When I opened my eyes, I was in Seans arms, the thin blanket still wrapped around my torso. Sean’s eyes found my face as I let out a long groan. A whisper of a smile formed on Sean’s face. His amusement only added to my horrific discomfort and muddled mind. There was nothing I could do but let out a low growl.

“That bad, huh?” Sean chuckled, carrying me up the stairs to a small house.

“Yes, it’s that bad.” I snapped. Instead of sounding cold and ferocious, my words came out in a garbled groan.

A little one-story house, covered in sky blue paneling with a little white porch. Judging from the flower pots on the porch, and the lace c******s in the window, someone lived in this house. Sean fished a key out from his front pocket, holding me with one arm as he unlocked the front door.

Whoever had once lived in this house must’ve moved recently, I thought to myself. An old couch sat against the wall, along with an old television stand. The television was gone, as were most of the other furniture. I could see the imprint against the wall where a row of pictures had once sat.

“Kind of glad my mate was a guy.” Sean chuckled, but his eyes had that misty, faraway look I often saw on Mason’s face. “I feel for Asher. You’ll jump his bones the minute he steps into the house.”

“Shut up!” I groaned, clenching my eyes together in hope that I would once again fall unconscious. The last thing I wanted to do was talk about jumping my mate’s bones with my brother.

“Alright, alright.” Sean replied, a small smile twitching on his lips. “Want me to put you in the bedroom?”

While I detected a hint of amusement from Sean’s voice, I ignored it in favor of something better. What I needed was to cool the fire crackling along my skin. I let out a painful grunt, which Sean took as a yes. As he opened the bedroom door, I noticed a bathroom off to the right. That was exactly what I needed. The heat was overwhelming, making my breaths come out in labored pants.

“The bathroom.” I croaked, “Take me into the bathroom.”

The bathroom was fairly large, and I assumed that this bedroom was the master bedroom. The bathtub was large enough for me to submerge myself fully, and I sighed at the thought of an ice-cold bath. Sean sat me down on a plush stool that sat against the wall. I resisted the urge to tear the blanket from my shoulders and dive into the tub, whether Sean was there or not.

“Well, I’m not sticking around while you–do that.” Sean cleared his throat. Sean walked over to the tub and turned on the cold water, wincing as he stuck his hand under the faucet. “I’ll be just outside the bedroom. Gotta keep all those hungry wolves away.”

“Ugh, go!” I groaned, eyeing the frigid water.

I was off the stool and across the room before Sean could shut the bathroom door. I practically leapt into the bathtub, hissing as the cold water lapped at my heated skin. I half expected steam to come rolling out of the tub, my hot skin reacting with the icy water. There was no steam, just as there was no relief from my heat.

I thought about what Sean had said, and was grateful he stood watch. I loved Asher, and wouldn’t trade my mate for the world, but I wasn’t sure I’d be able to stop myself if someone came in here looking to relieve the pain, I was in. I knew Maya’s instincts would take over, and we would mate with anyone–regardless of who they were.

My eyes roamed the plain bathroom, settling on the large window across the room. It would be so easy to slip away, to crack the window open and leave. I could find someone–anyone, to take this pain away. Certainly, they wouldn’t be able to resist. A nak*d, she-wolf in heat, roaming the streets. If the battle was won, there would be countless males, tired from battle, looking for anything to relieve the horrors from their mind.

“No. Not a chance.” I groaned into the empty bathroom, tearing my eyes away from the window and curling myself into a ball. My damp hair fanned out across the water, and I sank lower into the tub.

heat that seared my skin was momentarily forgotten as the shadows gathered along the walls. My heart hammered in my chest as fear settled in my bones. The

hadn’t called the shadows, and they never came on their own before. Which meant someone else had called them. Only two others had the ability to call on the shadows, my Father and Holly. Fear raced through me at the thought of what might’ve happened. We could have lost–and my father could have sent the

and sending all the strength I could muster into my words. I kept my voice stern. I controlled the shadows, not the other

the floor until it stood in

than the water

do. I tensed against the side of the tub, trying to keep as

back arched as a frightened wheeze left my lips. This

head with a thick, coldness. I could feel every icy shard that rolled through me, every crystal-like piece of ice that embedded itself in my mind. My heart pounded in my chest, never once slowing. As I waited for d***h, I realized it wasn’t coming. All at once, thousands of silver threads

could feel them, all of them. Every Vampire that walked this earth, I could feel their presence in my mind. It was nothing like the mind-link I had with my pack, and yet it was oddly similar. I was aware of their presence,

spoke all at once, their voices coming from every inch of the room. I

that much I knew. Upon his d***h, I would become

of you?” I asked the shadows, “What did he

human shaped shadow tilted its head at me, and I could feel a million cold eyes pierce my skin. The heat that singed my skin was long gone

your crown. Not even your sister will be able to remove this burden from your shoulders. Upon

slithering back to its corner. The lights in the bathroom brightened until I was

bargained; I know it. He wouldn’t just d*e without exacting some form of revenge. He solidified my place as Queen, but I couldn’t understand why. Wouldn’t he want the crown to go to Holly? After all, she had lived with

had been too much. Her willpower chipped away until she was fighting against me, urging me to leave the house and search for someone–anyone to

through the door and into the room. Asher’s chest heaved as he caught my pain filled gaze. I could see the torment in his eyes, the urge to resist my thick scent, luring him forward. My heart hammered in my chest at the sight of him. He was alive, and relatively unharmed. Dried

end the pain that consumed every cell, every living piece of me. I could no longer fight against Maya, not now that Asher stood in our

at the sight, and I watched as the bulge in his sweatpants grew, spurred on by the burning lut in my eyes. I could see his hesitation, see it etched onto his face. He didn’t want to take advantage of me, of how willing I was in this state. I didn’t care, nor could I bring myself to stop. I let

claiming my own. There was nothing sweet or romantic about the way we devoured one another. The heat crackled against my skin, soothed by Asher’s touch. Each

lips, but I didn’t want to hear the rest of what he said. He wanted this just as bad

legs. His fingers grazed my wetness with predatory focus. A long, breathless moan left my lips as one of his fingers slipped inside of me.

Asher murmured against my lips, his other hand twisted in my hair, yanking my head back so

in the pleasure and relief a single finger brought me. I felt the pressure gathering in my groin, but found no release. I needed more. I needed to feel his steel length

sweatpants he wore. My nails lengthened on their own as Maya spurred me on. The desperate lu*t burning in his eyes nearly brought me to my knees.

on by my heat as much as I was. Only when my orgm rippled through me, coaxing a blissful scream from my parted lips, did Asher pull away. My back slammed against the bed, my heart shuddering

sweet, Lola.” Asher murmured, looking up from between my parted legs

which were still covered with his torn sweatpants. I shredded the rest from his body, feeling his dark eyes watching my every move. His ck sprung out, rigid and ready for me. I centered myself over

wave of icy bliss through me,

thighs and driving himself deeper inside of me. The sounds that left my lips were ones I never knew I was capable of making. I felt myself detach from my body, only to rush back in, facing the intense pleasure. His hips slapped against my own as he thrusted relentlessly. With

groaned, his dark eyes watching as he slammed his c**k inside of me. “Take it, take

shoulders as he continued thrusting inside of me. Our eyes never left one another, never stopped roaming the other in blind lut. His fingers worked my swollen clt, while his mouth devoured every inch of my heated skin. Only when I was crying out his name, tears burning in my eyes, did Asher

groaned, lying beside me. Our hearts pounded in tandem, and my limbs felt blissfully relaxed. The heat that had once pulsed through