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.

but were all too dainty and complacent. They needed my strength to carry them, needed me to make decision for them. They

mate;

in the middle of the antarctic. Beautiful, wild, and somewhat out of

Grandmother had been the first to tell me what happened that night. The truth of

knew where Lola’s loyalty lied. She might’ve been disobedient, but she was fiercely

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

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

wolf murmured, “If anyone can

veins like acid, was the scarlett mark bright

I hoped it was a tattoo. Something about it glinted

more, to know how to remove the hideous mark from her

Tristan

Her voice

inherently possessive, a trait I embraced

night, but I had done nothing to mend it. I sent her over the edge countless times that night, each time watching the pain

with my lips and teeth, feeling the need to overpower the hideous mark on

was a determined man. By the end of the night, her body would respond only to

bliss, everything but what she wanted. O****m after org**m she pleaded for the one

forgotten who she belonged to. I didn’t need a mark to claim her, her

hit her, and

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

my mind, but I couldn’t force myself

was uncovered, giving me a good view

lingered on my tongue, sweet and

as I looked at the purple marks on her skin. The color purple was prominent on her chest, distracting me

other plans. There was

to line up, pointing at Vampires as the cause of Kanyon and Katie’s

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