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.

and complacent. They needed my strength to carry them,

wanted a mate;

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

night. The truth of her heritage had stunned me into silence–something that never happened

where Lola’s loyalty lied. She might’ve

werewolves were half-bloods. None however were half-vampire. Even as an Alpha, not

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

“If anyone can

like acid, was the scarlett mark bright

a tattoo. Something about

how to remove the hideous mark

Tristan

her lips effortlessly, mixed with a tone of confusion. Her voice was soft,

a trait I

over the edge countless times that night, each time watching the pain

and teeth, feeling the need to overpower the

end of the night, her body would respond only to my touch. It would remember the pleasure I had

she pleaded for the one thing

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

after wave of pleasure hit her, and I made sure to watch

once did she beg me to stop.

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

giving me a good view of her round

lingered on

me as I looked at the

stay–wanted to spend the day with her but life had other plans. There was

at Vampires as the cause of Kanyon and Katie’s

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