Alpha Asher by Jane

Chapter 226

A snarl tore through my chest and if it weren’t for Asher’s hand on my lower back, his warmth pouring into my icy skin, I would’ve dug my fingers into her eye sockets.

Instead of having the wits to be afraid, Rowena laughed.

“No, you’re right. She’s too close to all of this. It would be much too obvious. Mm, perhaps it’s someone in the background, someone you never would’ve noticed lurking about. What about that half- breed sister of yours, Holly? She and I did spend quite a lot of time together.” She teased, flashing blood-stained teeth when Tristan let out a snarl of his own.

There wasn’t a chance in hell I’d actually believe her, not with how enthusiastically she’s pointing fingers. She could cry witch all she wanted, but I trusted the people closest to me, my half-sister included.

Rowena began to laugh harder, and the sound of it gradually shifted from confident and poised, to a cackle that bordered on unhinged.

“Oh, there’s so many possibilities, but let’s not limit the suspects to only women. My sister in crime is powerful enough to take on the form of either gender, though not for too long.”

Asher’s hand tensed along my back, as did the rest of his body. It was my turn to reign him in, even though the sickly song in my veins told me to do the opposite.

He towered over her and snarled, “Her name. Tell us her fucking name.”

Rowena yawned, making a show of opening her mouth and fluttering her eyes like we were the ones boring her.

“No, I don’t think I will.” She mused. ”

Ask me something else. You’re oozing testosterone and it’s making me sleepy.”

“Why Sean? Why him of all people?”

At first, I didn’t recognize the voice that spoke. I didn’t feel the words as they left my lips, but that was most likely because

they were encased in layers of ice- dropping the temperature of the room by a few degrees.

breath coming out as

eyebrow at me. Goosebumps prickled along her bare arms,

you? Please, who even are they? Where is the poetry in that? No, darling. If

dropped. The siren song was louder now, so tempting that I inched closer to Asher, all

I were your

asked, her voice pitched low.

shadows along the walls climbing higher. For once, it wasn’t me controlling them,

must admit, there’s a beautiful symmetry to it. Lola’s closest friends, followed by her brother, sacrificed in the name of ultimate power.” Rowena sighed heavily, like a teenage girl speaking about the boy she loved. Quickly, her expression soured, and blood-crusted lips twisted into a sneer. Her eyes, which now looked like sewage rather than fragmented emeralds, latched onto my face. “You had to go and

bitch.” Breyona snarled,

huffed out a laugh, “You won’t have a choice in the matter. Besides, I think you’ll be quite flattered to be one of the last

her entire form rippling as pure shadow seemed to seep from her pores. If one

to Breyona,

right. Go

immediately, her eyes fading back to their normal color and losing the shadowy tinge they were taking on.

are the other witches hiding out at? You

enough proof to tell us she knew exactly where the witches were

affinity, though there’s one in particular that’s very skilled. She can make you see anything, believe you’re somewhere a thousand miles away when really, you’re standing in your own back yard.” A slow, sinister smile creeped across her face. “Look all you want, Alpha Asher, but you’ll never find them.”

Asher was seconds away from imploding and

if we started peeling off her flesh, what information

still more questions flooding my mind, and I needed to see if she’d answer them first before beginning the real

amulet you gave me, I want you to tell me about it.” I urged,

him off of tearing into her

into the observation room as though she knew Breyona was right there, pressed against the glass and

let Lola tear into you. I’m not sure what she was doing back there, but I’d love to see

face paled, eyes flashing with genuine fear. My heart skipped a beat, the darkness in my veins bubbling excitedly, it’s sickening song picking up pace, whispering promises of power and murder, of blood and

to enslave Lola. How do we break it?” Asher inquired

was no way she’d actually tell us. I was more than sure I’d have to pry the truth from her brain after I cracked