Alpha Asher by Jane

Read Alpha Asher [by Jane Doe] Chapter 65 – We went over the plan a couple more times in the car. The silent whoosh from the highway lulled me, almost making me tired. While my eyes grew heavy, my nerves were shot.

There was too much riding on our success tonight, especially on such short notice. Alpha Asher sat behind the wheel of the dark SUV we were driving. I sat in the far back wedged between Breyona and Mason. Carter and Wade sat in the middle seats, separated by a thick console.

“We’re all going in separately. Lola stick by my side, Breyona and Mason stay together, Carter and Wade watch each other’s backs.” Alpha Asher grunted from the front seat.

“Won’t they know who you are?” Breyona frowned, giving Alpha Asher a wary glance.

I locked eyes with Alpha Asher through the rearview mirror, a strange sense of determination filling his honey eyes. I knew Alpha Asher was here for my benefit. Typically, he would send a group of his men and stay behind. Alpha Asher was taking a risk leaving his pack, a risk that hadn’t gone unnoticed. Beta Devin and Alpha Zeke stayed behind to monitor the pack, to ensure no one noticed Alpha Asher’s absence. I’m sure Beta Devin and Alpha Zeke also stayed behind to keep a close eye on Alpha Bran, who had spent the past day pouting over his loss.

“I’ll cover my scent. Most of them haven’t seen my face. That’ll have to be enough.” Alpha Asher frowned; his light eyes locked on my own. “Lola and I will head to the back where the fight take’s place. Breyona and Mason stay in the club, keep a close eye on everything. Carter and Wade, circle the building then head back to the front. Make sure the car’s ready.”

“What city did you say we were going to?” Mason frowned, shifting uncomfortably in the backseat.

“I didn’t say.” Alpha Asher sighed, running a hand through his dark tousled hair. “We’re going to Atlanta.”

Mason’s body went rigid, growing uncomfortably still in the seat beside me. His discomfort was written on his face, his eyes filling with a foreign emotion.

“Are you alright?” I murmured lowly, a gentle hand tugging on Mason’s sleeve.

“Yeah.” Mason cleared his throat, his face looking unseasonably pale. “I used to live in Atlanta, before we moved back.”

halted. His full lips were twisted into a frown, an expression Mason rarely wore. Breyona and Mason had the same strange light flickering in their eyes, a sort of wary hopefulness they couldn’t shed. Not wanting to ask in a car full of people, I made the silent decision to ask

you up for this?” I grimaced, my heart racing in

me and how I felt. This wasn’t about my conflicting heritage or

his eyes. “I have a lot of memories of Atlanta, not

me y’know.” I frowned, a pang of guilt rolling about in

life, that I hadn’t asked about my two closest friends. I hadn’t a clue how Breyona and her mate were fairing, especially after hearing how her mate wasn’t accepting of who we

a mate once.” Mason frowned, his eyes burning into the palms of his hands. His hazel eyes were sad as they

he had never mentioned a mate before. I figured

tricked me, led me to a park in the middle of the night. The guys with her left me for

in the SUV was silent, clearly trying not to listen in on what Mason was telling me. Mason didn’t seem to care, if he even

opened my mouth to speak, to ask how mere human men could have nearly k****d a werewolf. As if he anticipated my question,

at me, but it was so much worse.” Mason frowned, shaking his head slowly. “I wasn’t sure until I saw the mark on your shoulder—the

wondering what my mark had to do with Mason’s mate. Something inside my heart tugged at the

was intertwined with such sadness. “They both had identical marks on their

your mate signified the loss of part of your soul. Happiness could still be found, but the person would live a half-life, one where they constantly wondered ‘what

what would be my next move? I couldn’t go back to Alpha Asher and pretend nothing

tell.’ Maya murmured, ‘No use in tormenting yourself over it, there’s nothing you can do until your

of wisdom.’ I muttered, letting out

sighed, the fog clearing from his eyes. “It’s hard, but some days

emotion surging through my chest. His hazel eyes flickered with some hidden