Alpha Asher by Jane

Chapter 231

It was terrifying how easy it was to use my magic now.

A single thought woven with intention, entwined with a thread of energy, and reality itself bent beneath my hands.

Holly and I left the garage, walking through the kitchen and into the living room where everyone had gathered. Breyona was talking animatedly to Mason and Clara, while the two Vampire’s standing close by watched with interest. Dad and Asher had come back inside and were now sitting on the sofa still deep in conversation. 1

Asher’s head snapped up, his eyes locked on my face as Holly, and I entered the room. There was no dark light of suspicion in his eyes, only exhaustion and endless love. He opened his muscular arms and I stepped into them, my breath catching as I waited for what might happen next.

What my mate didn’t know was that the girl he held in his arms wasn’t real.

Through one of the many living room windows, Holly and I watched the illusion I crafted unfold. Everything, from the stitching on our clothes to the part of Holly’s hair, was a product of my magic. I’d taken the extra precautions to make the illusion tangible on the off chance someone was to reach out and touch one of us. Nothing would blow our cover like a hand passing through our arm or torso, proving we were made of nothing more than mist and magic.

It took seconds to conjure up two clones of us, to slip through the front door without a single person in the house noticing. Without Rowena’s cursed amulet around my neck, it was all too easy.

“It’s a little unsettling, isn’t it? Seeing yourself from a distance.” Holly murmured in a low voice, even though it wasn’t needed.

Another droplet of magic and any sound we made was undetectable. The Shadows themselves cloaked us outside, obscuring our forms from the window we stood in front of.

I couldn’t bring myself to answer her.

Guilt ran rampant in my chest the longer

and Breyona were talking to me- to the illusion. Their

thing I’d ever done. It made every breath I took sting in my lungs, but I

I need to make a pit stop.” I ushered Holly away from the window, compelling the

the house, going down the driveway to where Tristan had parked the sedan. A tiny push of magic and the engine rumbled to life. With betrayal roaring in my head, an acrid backdrop to the song the dark magic

us spoke, but I gathered she was nervous by the way she tapped out a hasty rhythm on the armrest,

the back roads brought up a time when I’d been afraid of driving. I wasn’t sure when that fear had subsided, but at this very moment, I felt absolutely nothing. Blame it on the

long do we have to do this?” Holly asked, her voice soft as it peeled past the layers of darkness.

began to pop up, their windows darkened, and open signs flipped to

control them, the illusions will slowly unravel. I’d say we have an

of a kick to the gut, an eerie feeling that smacked me upside the head and demanded

first and only pit stop within ten minutes, swinging into

a strange note of suspicion plaguing her voice. Her brows were furrowed when she

were here and what my plan was. I wasn’t going to waste the time answering.

away,

form from view. To

in front of my face, encasing my body in a

Hospital through the ambulance’s bay doors,

a sea of colorful scrubs that blurred as they passed. There weren’t any more than a dozen, and while they moved with purpose they lacked

it was a normal night for them.

looked my way. Mots of them chatted as they walked, slinging medical phrases I didn’t know the meaning to. More than

the nurses sitting behind the main desk failed to notice me pass. As for the badge I snagged, one of them would be