Alpha Asher by Jane

Chapter 40

Read Alpha Asher [by Jane Doe] Chapter 40 – Giovanni’s P.o.v

The little she-wolf was quite interesting to watch. Her face conveyed every emotion openly, putting them on display for the world.

A chance; as she called it.

I myself became a key player in the little she-wolfs game, a game to earn my loyalty.

She was clueless to my enjoyment of g******g. What were the odds this little she-wolf would be successful in turning me from my own species. The logical side of me said the odds were slim to none, while some sliver of humanity within me was already hers.

It was clear the price she was willing to pay; her heart.

I couldn’t begin to understand the lives of this animal-like species.

Vampires considered themselves refined, choosing a mate that would suit their every need. Werewolves were slaves to some mythical Goddess in the sky, one who dictated their own mate. Did these wolves have control over anything?

I left the club that night with an infuriated Tristan. His anger swirled around him, but that wasn’t the only emotion pouring from within. Longing and interest framed his face as he struggled to keep this information from my grasp. He was not fast enough, cloaking his face with a mask of indifference.

“Something has happened?” I paused, lifting my eyebrow as I read the quick flicker of emotions.

Tristan looked almost…pained.

“Yes.” Tristan nodded, “Something has happened.”

“Did you fulfill the King’s request?” I asked, watching as his face hardened.

I masked my own face, burying my own emotions deep within me. I swore to never let them see the light of day. A strange yet dull pain formed in my chest, my mind lingering on the little she-wolf.

“I was unable to complete his task.” Tristan hesitated, something I had never seen him do before.

“Tell me if you must.” I pressed, “The King will find out regardless.”

“I marked her, Giovanni.” Tristan stopped walking, our forms cloaked by the night. “I couldn’t stop myself.”

more than piqued.

Rage flooded through me, possesive rage. A rough grunt escaped my lips

happened with you, Giovanni?” Tristan

am simply fearing for your life, friend.” I

still looked troubled. “The King

may also be wrong. A mark is not

glinted mischievously. “The King will not

clear. He was unable to hide

would dare move against the King?” I

call him that. We had joined the service of the

shaking his head. “I simply did what our species must–I marked

adding another overlooked

still half werewolf.” I noted, “She has an intended mate out there. What will your course of

mind. This did not surprise me. Tristan was compulsive, living in the moment as he

Tristan nodded, “I am sure of this.

agreement, but that sliver of Breyona within me was shaking her head. I could see her in my mind, her short brown hair glistening like silk. Her milk and honey skin creamy and soft to

Tristan hissed, “She would’ve been

stiffened, my hand clutching the thin napkin my she-wolf

already knew who

voice was calm,

when he was angry, red in the face with rage. I had only seen this cold calmness fall on him one time. Twelve men had died

voice

rest of his men turned

Giovanni.” The King

sigh as Tristan had

to feel the Kings wrath. Not a single look of pity

King turned, his eyes nearing black as

confident, something I found very strange. Standing on the precipice of d***h, and yet he believed

could possibly

factor

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