Read Alpha Asher by Jane Doe Chapter 190

I laughed, belting out a string of giggles that probably made me look insane, but I didn’t really care.

Zeke glanced at Asher; his eyes wary. “Think she’s going feral too? Should we run?”

“I’m not going feral, you jerk.” I scoffed, swatting at him. “You understand how crazy that sounds, right? The power to change reality…that’s just not possible. If it was, why wouldn’t I have just snapped my damn fingers and made the Blood Witch disappear or turn into a toad?”

Asher spun the book around to face me, but it was Zeke that spoke.

“Probably because it’s not that simple. It says here that Conjuration is the hardest form of magic to master because of how easy it is to slip up. A single thought or desire that’s too strong can become reality, which is both a good and bad thing. This paragraph talks about how conjuring drains the witch’s energy differently and mentions the different types of power the witch pulls from when she’s conjuring. I’m sure we’ll learn more on the next page.”

 

He turned the page and paused, his curious expression morphing into a full- blown grimace. I had to hand it to him, Zeke could look downright scary when he wanted.

“There’s pages missing, quite a few from the looks of it.” Asher grunted, glowering at the book like he was commanding it to regrow them.

I pulled the book closer, looking down at the cluster of torn pages, the paper frayed and split where the person responsible had ripped them from the book. A weight settled in my stomach, as though it knew the missing information was something important, something that could help us.

“Couldn’t I just make them reappear?” I said.

Zeke shook his head, “I don’t think so. You don’t know what’s on the pages. There’s a chance that if you managed to make them reappear, they’d just be blank.”

I snarled under my breath, my frustration building. This was a new development, one I was still struggling to believe, but I could see why the witches were so hell-bent on getting to me before I found a way to master this new power.

their attention back to the book, while my

wouldn’t have much of a choice if I were using conjuration to exact my will onto them. Part of me began to feel guilty, but then I remembered the horrible things the shadows were capable of. That eased

to realize that this wasn’t the first time I’d used my magic. That was the odd

thin air, whacking me upside the head so hard

when I told Dina the Vampire’s had survived the warehouse fire. Unfortunately, that rush of power was followed by a wave of

a strong chance the Vampire’s, Deacon’s snarky ass included, had survived Ember’s attack. Still, I couldn’t go to Dina with the news until I was absolutely sure. I knew the panic associated with not knowing if your mate were alive, and even though she and I were strangers, I couldn’t bare doing that to one

need to test it.” I exhaled, now

with excitement burning in his eyes. He practically hummed with it, taking on an eager grin that helped ease my nerves. I could see the gears turning in his head, most

to voice those ideas since Asher beat him to the

as they began

mark on my neck, even though I wanted it gone as badly as she did. Maya had been all too willing to kill Tristan

and I could feel the potent emotion showing across

it. I mean, you need the practice,

me, I heard his warning, but my mind was already set. If this was real and I

lets do this.” I

the chair, taking one last gulp of coffee before continuing. There was a split second of silence before I realized I had no clue how to call on

how I should go about

glances; their expressions identical even if the

was going through your head the other times you

whether it was an object or for something to happen, then I got this feeling in my gut

you should focus on his mark and try to harness the same desire you felt when you called on it in the past.” Asher suggested, and for

noticed a change in my expression, or maybe he felt the echo of my emotions down the bond, but

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