Alpha Asher by Jane

Read Alpha Asher [by Jane Doe] Chapter 97 – Mom had warned me about this as a child. It was a way to ensure children, to make the mating process faster. Shortly after marking your mate, the female wolf would go into heat. It always varied, sometimes happening a month after being marked. A she-wolf’s heat was short, typically only occurring once a year. Mom had told me how brutal it was, how it felt like your body had been doused in gasoline and lit on fire. Once I was older, she told me what would happen during my heat. That other males would take notice, that some might even fight over the she-wolf.

I knew what was happening the moment the fire began rushing through my veins, consuming my cells and blistering my skin. I should have noticed the signs before, but I hadn’t. It made sense now, the increase in body heat, the random hot flashes that had been happening for a couple days now. My heat decided to come at the worst possible moment. It was much harder to control in wolf form, and it took every ounce of my concentration to keep my wolf still. All she wanted was to seek out Asher, to let his touch soothe the fire blazing within us.

The best thing to do when a she-wolf’s heat hit was to spend the time with your mate. Only your mate could keep the other wolves away. As it was, Asher was much too distracted by the fighting at hand, and I couldn’t bring myself to pull him away. This pack needed their Alpha to fight, but I knew Asher would never let another male claim me, even though I couldn’t make that decision for myself.

Mason sunk his teeth into a Vampire that had noticed me fall, and wanted to take advantage of the situation. Above the searing pain, I was hyper aware of Asher’s location. My wolf’s desperation filled my mind. She needed someone–anyone to soothe the fire crackling beneath our skin.

I ground my teeth against the pain, an animalistic whine escaped my clenched jaw. I could feel my hold on my wolf slipping, and knew I wouldn’t be able to regain control once she fully took over. Large black spots danced along my vision as I writhed on the ground, vaguely aware of the wolves that stood around me, protecting me from the Vampire’s. With an agonizing cry, I rolled over on the grass, my b**e skin angry and red. It took every last drop of energy I had to shift back into my human form. Soon, my scent would spread, acting as a beacon to any wolf who might want to mate. Even now, I could see some of our own wolves’ tense as their instincts took over, letting them know there was a she-wolf in heat.

A large pair of arms wrapped around me, and a familiar voice barked orders to the rest of the wolves around me. I half expected to see Asher, but it wasn’t him. Sean held me in his arms, ignoring the fact that I was nak*d and shaking. Sean snarled as a wolf stalked towards us, it’s intelligent eyes on my shaking form. My head felt like a weight, my muscles absolutely useless. As Sean shifted me in his arms, my head fell to the side. Like a magnet connected the two of us, I locked eyes with Asher. His golden eyes were set on me, every ounce of his undivided attention was placed on my shaking shoulders. Even from a distance, I could feel the rush of overwhelming desire and protectiveness that exuded from him. His entire body was tense, and I knew that he too was fighting the urge to come and claim me.

because of me.” I all but

needed to focus, as did the rest of the wolves. I was a liability, a huge distraction that could cost countless wolves

Sean.’ Asher grunted through the mind-link. ‘I can smell her from over here. Take her somewhere safe,

affect family

both.’ Asher snarled. ‘Watch

an arm in Mason’s direction. A silent plea, begging him to take away the fire that consumed

touch her–I f**king swear, I will k**l you.’ Asher’s voice held such blinding power that I inwardly groaned. ‘Sean, take her to Breyona. She’ll be safe

I tried to groan, but it

not to bring me to Breyona, that Tristan and Holly would be there as well. Vampires were unaffected by a she-wolf’s heat, but even though I had some trust in Tristan, it wasn’t nearly

my scent shatter in Ethan’s eyes, and watched as he shook himself off, as though he were ridding himself of the feeling. Ethan gave me a nod, his eyes conveying a silent apology. Ethan and Mason did as they were told, keeping countless Vampire’s and Werewolves away from us. Some