Alpha Asher by Jane

Chapter 236

“Unless you want to carry the two of us the entire way, I’m going to need some blood.” I groaned.

The second Ember removed the cuffs, my body slumped forward like a sack of bricks.

My flesh had become a dead weight that refused to cooperate with my exhausted brain. Concrete bit into the palms of my hands as I struggled to stand to my feet. Ember huffed and released her hold on Brandon, letting him crash to the floor as she knelt at my side.

“Agh! Fuck, Ember. Could you have been any rougher?” Brandon groaned, cradling his bloody wrists against his chest.

She side-eyed him and said, “Yes, actually. I could’ve.”

“Well, thanks for being gentle.” Brandon shot back sarcastically.

Ember thrust out her arm, her wrist inches from my face. She stared down at me with a scowl on her face. It deepened when I stared at her through cloudy, disoriented eyes.

“I don’t care if you’re on your death bed, this is a one-time offer. Bite me and take some blood before I change my mind.”

My vision doubled as I reached out and wrapped my hand around her arm, feeling for a soft, fleshy spot to sink my teeth into.

“Don’t have to tell me twice.” I muttered, bringing her arm to my mouth.

A faint hiss slid past her lips as my teeth sliced through the layers of skin covering her muscle, carving a path to the blood- filled veins below. If I wasn’t losing strength with every passing second, I might’ve found it strange that I was biting Ember of all people, drinking her blood like it was the nectar of the gods.

Come to think of it, the flavor was a bit different. Much like her scent, Ember’s blood had a kick of spice to it, like it had been infused with cinnamon, clove, and hints of a crackling bonfire. The warmth of her blood spread throughout my body, increasing in heat until it was almost painful. Just as I felt the lick of actual flames against the inside of my veins, it vanished. In its stead came strength and a weightlessness that made my limbs tingle.

The wounds around my wrists, ankles, and neck began to fade, the skin stitching itself back together with the help of my magic.

“Don’t drink me dry, now. Thirsty bitch

“Ember grunted; her voice laced with pain.

I pulled away and wiped my mouth with the back of my hand. Ember sat back on her haunches before losing her balance. Her butt hit the cement floor with a light thud. She blinked a few times in rapid succession, shaking her head as though she were trying to clear away the cobwebs.

Brandon was slumped against the wall, watching the two of us with an expression I recognized all too well.

“That was kind of hot.”

up.” Ember and I snapped

their own accord and hers quickly followed suit. Just like Tessa, there was no way I’d trust this girl, but I’d take whatever risks necessary to get out

to Brandon holding out a hand that he didn’t hesitate to

I endured since he couldn’t help but thrash against the cuffs. I could only heal them about three quarters of the way before I felt

feels tingly.” Brandon commented, shaking his hands

we get going before Freya comes back

Ember said pointedly.

otherwise. “If Freya isn’t here, then where is

running an errand. Don’t ask me what it is because

is that we need to be long gone before she comes back, or we’re all screwed.” Ember replied, scaling the three concrete steps that sat before the heavy wooden door blocking

clicked and the door swung open. Beyond it was a set of

my lead and say nothing.” She commanded, hitting Brandon

sound hit my ears. By the sixth, I recognized it as laughter. The laughter didn’t belong to one person, but dozens. There was

that could’ve been due to the kids show that was playing. As we stepped into the

followed next was a giggle, one too real to have come from

that stood out against the pale-yellow cabinets. There was a white kitchen table at the center and sitting in one of the wooden chairs was a little girl.

rested on either side of her head. The little white bows attached faced outward, their tails swinging every

but notice how her movements were slow and almost cautious. It set me on edge, Brandon too from the looks of it. What kind of magic did this little girl have that would make a witch like Ember nervous?

soft. The tone sounded strange with

side of her face, but upon noticing Ember, the little girl smiled. That smile was wiped

popped into an ‘o’ and stayed that

that I could see the girl’s entire

have been older than six or seven. Looking closer, I noticed a sparkly sheen

meant to look natural. Even her clothes were odd, nothing

a baby doll.

stomach twist into knots. Could she see

nod she gave me was answer enough. She

girl, gasped. She lifted her finger, which was painted pink with a strip of white at the top and waggled it at Ember like a disappointed mother.

knees as she smirked at Angelica and whispered, “Aw, come on, Angelica. You were just saying how bored you are sitting here all day. I

perked up immediately, her baby -blue eyes sparkling as she squealed and flashed ember

Brandon and I, her

with us?” She chirped, her

best with children, but considering our lives were on the line, it was high