Alpha Asher by Jane

Chapter 204

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This was bad.

The battle was no longer waging on the outskirts of town, not with our lack of numbers and the witch’s arsenal of weapons.

Many of the Vampire’s here weren’t hardened warriors but families without a home, desperate for somewhere safe to raise their children and watch them grow. Seeing as Asher and I refused to force anyone to fight, fearful they’d be k****d and ripped away from those they loved, it left us at a huge disadvantage.

Deacon had been right. That much was clear in the feverish way the witches fought, banding together in small groups as they used both magic and human weaponry to take us down. There had to be over a dozen of them, possibly more. They could’ve waited until the sun had risen and claimed this town as their own, but there was always that chance I wouldn’t be here.

It was a risk they chose not to take, and probably our only advantage.

 

The witches had silver, and plenty of it. Clutched in the hands of many were guns with plated bullets, daggers etched in the shimmering metal, and crossbows with tips coated in liquid moonlight.

“That’s right. Come and get me shadow mutt.” A voice spat, one that instantly ignited my rage.

Ember, surrounded by three other witches, was goading Breyona from the forest line. I couldn’t see my best-friend, but somehow I knew she was in there, watching and frothing at the mouth for a second chance at devouring the flame throwing witch she’d fought before.

A screech rang out, this one belonging to Dina as she flew through the air and made an attempt at k*****g Ember. Dina must’ve gotten the dagger from one of the witches, which she swung the moment she was within range. It was no ordinary blade, curling and forming the shape of a crescent moon, it’s edge uncomfortably sharp.

Ember bent backwards, her body arching in the same fashion as Dina’s stolen blade. For a moment, it looked like she might fall over. She narrowly missed losing her head, and as the dagger passed inches above her face, she straightened up and launched an attack that clipped Dina in the shoulder.

Dina’s shirt was singed and smoking, but the Vampire barely seemed to notice. She swung again, pushing forward when a beastly snarl exploded from the forest. Breyona materialized from pure shadow, her fur flickering and waving like the curls of smoke that wafted off Dina’s burnt flesh. She barreled into Ember and all three of the witches, sending them scattering.

second, Ember had thrust another witch in her place, who was instantly snatched into Breyona’s jaws and

ballistic, throwing orb after orb of flame, raising walls of it and launching them at Vampire and Werewolf alike. I

to meet the wide-eyed gaze of a witch just feet away from thrusting a

was a blur of black and white, followed by

hands around the witches’ neck, hoisting her off the ground even as she kicked and thrashed. Her eyes began to spark, flickering with a golden

He barked, already moving

shoulder, burning red-hot the way all wounds created by silver did. What was worse was that the

though it had been some time since I’d last shifted, there was no pain when I exploded into a mass of fur and teeth. Though my clothes had been torn to shreds, I could still feel the

the ground lasted but a second and I was off, dashing through the individual battles that were raging, past burning cars and trampled gardens. I followed the pull in my gut, the one that ran soul deep until I spotted the wolf whose fur was as dark as

against multiple enemies, was

held traces of that feral brutality I loved so much, like he truly was a wild animal with no thoughts other than to k**l

glistened brighter there, and I knew even without

for them was welcomed, right down to the stinging b**n of silver gracing my fur-covered skin. As I

on the witch’s face as her magic failed, obeying my own

moment it slid into place. The arm I had my teeth buried in belonged to the witch whose crossbow reeked of Asher’s blood. She tried to turn the weapon on me, to fire it at my face, but a crossbow wasn’t a suitable weapon for close combat. It thudded to the ground

quickly drowned out by the chaos, d***h,

voice flooded my head through the mind-link, gritty with determination as he

against the asphalt as the houses began to flit by. Colors

where the h**l are you?’ I

reply came instantly,

houses…the one with the broken fire

was easy enough to spot considering water was still spewing into the air, falling down over our heads like fat droplets of rain. One witch in particular, an elemental from the looks of it, pulled most of the water towards her. It ran down the street in little streams, oozing through the cracks in the sidewalk to

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