Alpha Asher by Jane

Chapter 42

Read Alpha Asher [by Jane Doe] Chapter 42 – Alpha Asher’s P.o.v

Infuriating; the first word I thought of when Lola popped into mind.

Addicting; the second word that described the little ball of fire that constantly tormented me.

She had disobeyed me from the very beginning. Such a simple task I had given her.

Arrive to training—on time.

She came late, making quite an entrance.

I was beginning to realize the many qualities of Lola, the faults that made her even more intoxicating.

The way her lower lip would jut out in a pout–without her realizing she had done so. Her bright eyes innocent, a hint of mischievousness twirling in their depths. Her penchant for being late—punctuality did not come easy for Lola.

These qualities angered me to no end; but also served to draw us closer.

She enjoyed pissing me off, that was obvious. I enjoyed exerting my dominance over her, making her see I was the one in control.

It was clear she hated this, and yet a part of her wanted me to have control. She wanted to be powerless under someone else, their body writhing against her own flushed with sweat and arousal.

I could smell her arousal in her small bedroom, swirling around the two of us. She enjoyed my dominance, enjoyed the force behind my touch. After that moment, I knew she was made for me.

Being an Alpha has it’s perks, and it’s downfalls.

Respect, authority, obedience. These were helpful in my work-life, not so much my love life.

Women did not pique my interest. They bowed as they met me, showered me with adoration and respect. They never pressed boundaries, never wanted to anger or upset me. It was the constant walking on eggshells that pissed me off.

They feared me; rightfully so but I had never k****d members of my own pack. I k****d traitors, rogues, and murderers.

to carry them, needed me to make decision for them. They never spoke out, never did as they

mate; not

antarctic. Beautiful, wild, and somewhat

that night. The truth of her heritage had

loyalty lied. She might’ve been disobedient, but she was

however were half-vampire. Even as an Alpha, not

my pack. I more so wondered how this would affect her, how she

murmured, “If anyone can

veins like acid,

seen such a mark before. For just a split second, I hoped it was a tattoo. Something

more, to know how to remove the hideous mark from

Tristan

mixed with a tone of confusion. Her voice was soft, much

inherently possessive, a trait I

mend it. I sent her over the edge countless times that night, each time watching the pain and bliss on

my lips and teeth, feeling the need to overpower the

her body would respond only to my touch.

had used everything at my disposal to send her tumbling into bliss, everything but what she wanted. O****m after org**m she pleaded for the

need a mark to claim her,

her,

the feel of her sensitive core under my touch. Not once did she beg me to stop. Through all

her own bed crossed my mind, but I couldn’t force

giving

taste of her skin lingered on my

at the purple marks on her skin. The color purple was

spend the day with her but life had other plans. There was work that needed to be

pointing at Vampires as the

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