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.”

interest was more than piqued. Another

neck. Rage flooded through

with you, Giovanni?” Tristan

simply fearing for your life, friend.” I frowned, once again shoving

fear for me.” Tristan shook his head, but he still looked troubled. “The King would not dare k**l

be

glinted mischievously.

own motives, that much was clear. He was unable to hide what he had done, knowing the King would

dare move against the King?” I

you could call him that. We had joined the service of the King the same year, had been

the King.” Tristan scoffed, shaking his head. “I simply did what our species must–I marked a mate of my

strange rushed through me, adding another

noted, “She has an intended mate out there. What will your course of action be if her intended is

as though the thought had never crossed his mind. This did not surprise me. Tristan was compulsive, living in the moment as he

nodded, “I am sure of

Breyona within me was shaking her head. I could see her in my mind,

hissed, “She would’ve been ours if that feral b***h hadn’t interrupted

my hand clutching the thin napkin my she-wolf had last

knew who he

voice was calm, a

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

The King’s voice whipped across us

the rest of his

The King

sigh as Tristan had yet

left the room hastily, not wanting to feel the Kings wrath. Not a single look of pity had come our

turned, his eyes

very strange. Standing on the precipice of d***h, and yet he

could possibly

was a factor I had not

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