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.

complacent. They needed my strength to carry them, needed me to make decision for

a mate;

wild, and somewhat out of control. She burned as she pleased, heeding

had been the first to tell me what happened that night. The truth of her heritage had stunned me into silence–something that never

fact was disturbing and unsettling, I knew where Lola’s loyalty lied. She might’ve been disobedient, but she was fiercely loyal to

half-bloods. None however were half-vampire. Even as an Alpha, not much was known

this fact affect my pack. I more so wondered how

My wolf murmured, “If anyone

through my veins like acid, was the

before. For just a split second, I hoped it was a tattoo. Something about it glinted cruelly, as if telling the world

needed to know more, to know how to

Tristan

left her lips effortlessly, mixed with a tone of confusion. Her voice was soft, much too soft to be speaking of

trait

it. I sent her over the

my lips and teeth, feeling the need

her body would respond only to my touch. It would remember the pleasure

what she wanted. O****m after org**m she pleaded for the

mark to claim her, her body responded to me in a

wave after wave of pleasure hit her, and I

core under my touch. Not once did she beg

I let her fall asleep. Leaving her in her own bed crossed my mind, but I couldn’t force myself to move. Instead, I pulled the covers over

her back was uncovered, giving me a good view of her

lingered on my tongue,

the purple marks on her skin.

to stay–wanted to spend the day with her but life had other plans. There was work that needed to be done, especially now that I had

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