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.”

was more than

Tristan’s mark glistening on her neck. Rage flooded through me, possesive rage. A rough grunt

Giovanni?” Tristan

simply fearing for your life, friend.” I frowned, once again shoving the putrid emotions deep

his head, but he still looked troubled.

shrugged, “You may also be wrong. A

friend.” Tristan’s eyes glinted mischievously. “The

to hide what he had done, knowing the

against the King?” I

joined the service of the King

King.” Tristan scoffed, shaking his head. “I simply did what our

adding another overlooked factor to my

“She has an intended mate out there. What will your course of action

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

nodded, “I am sure of this. But, I would k**l the one destined

in my mind, her short

Tristan hissed, “She would’ve been ours if that feral

the thin

already knew who


calm, a calm I

had only seen this cold calmness fall on him one time. Twelve men had died

The King’s voice whipped across

rest of his

Giovanni.” The King

sigh as Tristan had yet again pulled

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

done, Tristan?” The King turned, his eyes nearing

on the precipice of d***h, and

could possibly save him

was a factor

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