Alpha Asher by Jane

Chapter 247

Alpha Asher by Jane Doe Chapter 247

Tessa & Zeke

Six Years Later Tessa’s P.O.V.

“What do you say we wrap up early and head out to the cabin-just the two of us?”

A voice I spent the last six years memorizing called out from across the room. I lifted my head. from the mountain of paperwork I was sorting through, a smile already tugging at my lips as I spotted the playful light shimmering in Zeke’s eyes.

My mate and fiancé-a term I couldn’t seem to stop using-was peering at me from across our shared office, a shameless grin tugging at his velvet soft lips. I drummed my fingers across the top of the desk, tapping out a pattern that filled the silence between us.

A jolt of electricity crackled along my skin, delving past my flesh to settle in my stomach. Once upon a time, I couldn’t bare more than a few seconds staring into those eyes of his. Now I couldn’t seem to get enough.

We’d come so far from where we’d once been. Not as far as Ember and Brandon, who had a sea of troubles even six years later, but those two were another story entirely.

I pursed my lips, tapping the end of the pen I held against my lip. Zeke tracked the movement with a slight tilt to his head. His nostrils flared with desire and I knew if I didn’t answer soon he’d close the distance between us, fall to his knees at the foot of my desk, and burrow his up my pencil skirt as he had nearly a hundred times now.

way

“Hmm, that does sound fun. Too bad you won’t be going anywhere until those peace treaties are signed. Better get on that, Alpha.” I giggled, my cheeks warming when a husky growl slid past his lips. He always did love when I used his title.

Admittedly, I enjoyed when he used mine as well. Only, instead of a pang of lust, I was greeted with a swell of pride.

Tessa, the first Witch to ever be named a Luna.

Our cabin was anything but modest, which I should’ve expected when Zeke presented it to me four years ago. It had a rustic quality I adored with its stone fireplaces and hand carved interior, but it’s three stories and plethora of floor-to-ceiling windows gave it the same feel as a woodsy mansion. It could’ve been a card board box for all I cared, though. The cabin held a place in my heart that could never be replaced.

It was where Zeke and I shared our many firsts.

wrapped me in his arms and promised me in a whispered voice that I’d never again be alone-that he and all of our friends would forever be my family. The front porch where he kissed me for the first time, followed by the fire pit out back, where we

my body,

cabin and the memories associated with it. No amount of strength or magic could force me to tear

the

was my future–he was my

way after personally reviewing himself. Even doing something as mundane as paperwork, his hair falling over his forehead as he

think just six years ago I was a breath away from rejecting him, from passing up on all of this. I couldn’t fathom the reality that beneath his playful exterior, there was a man with

left in this world. She was who I confided in, who I took solace in. Despite how the years had hardened us, there was this gaping wound in my chest that longed for a family-for a network

how troublesome she can be, I’d finally found the

to our office door pulled me back to the present. It opens just a hair before Brandon’s head appears in the gap, his hair

word with the Alpha and Luna.” He drawled; lips tilted in a lopsided

them in.” Zeke called out, not looking up from

that shone within them, a light my sister of all people cultivated, I smiled. “Thank you,

said with a tip

when. letting Witches and Vampire’s into the world of

voice squealed, one full of

dust as she pranced to my desk. I stood, seconds away from pulling her

emerged from that bundle,

“Oops.” She mouthed sheepishly.

of ire towards his mate or newborn son. The massive Vampire swept the infant into his arms, bringing him to his chest where he murmured sweet words just

in place with the tip of my heel. “I can’t believe you’re

Zeke and I tried hard to make it in time. for the birth of Breyona’s baby, but we’d been just a few hours too late. Still, holding little

balling his little fists which appeared from the hem of the blanket. The lights flickered and grew dim, prompting Zeke to look up from his paperwork. Not a second later, the diaper bag at Giovanni’s feet vanished in a plume of shadow and smoke. Breyona cursed, locking eyes with her mate.

on the cheek and plucked the car keys from her hand, carrying Vince out the door and down the

in his eyes at his son’s

a loaded look with Breyona, I brought her over to the loveseat against the far wall and

being pregnant with him. Who knew

I wrinkled my nose. “My stomach is way too sensitive to drink

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