Alpha Asher by Jane

Chapter 178

Chapter 178

“What the fuck?” I deadpanned, staring at what could easily be my father’s clone like the man himself had risen from the grave and sewn his head back on.

I couldn’t process the thoughts churning in my head enough to formulate any other response, but I couldn’t help but feel as though those three words summed things up brilliantly.

He had the same thick hair, composed of the darkest onyx, that Holly and I inherited, along with the startling eyes. His build was definitely larger than my father’s, but his face, the wide-set jaw and sloped nose—that was the same.

The man who claimed to be my uncle—as if that wasn’t the weirdest thing I’d ever said, raised one of his dark eyebrows. “Well said.”

“You’re Deacon?” I managed, my voice a touch suspicious.

He nodded imperceptibly, “That’s what I’m called.”

“The former King doesn’t have a brother. I spent nearly all of my time by his side, and never had he mentioned a brother. How is this possible?” Tristan grimaced, hovering protectively at my side.

Deacon snorted at Tristan’s reaction, his broad shoulders shifting in the process. The other Vampire’s in the warehouse, the one’s he’d been conversing with, stared with equal parts curiosity and contempt.

“You think just because you spent your every waking moment preening after my brother, means you get access to his secrets? Try again. My brother would’ve served your head to the witches on a silver platter if it meant getting what he wanted, no matter how loyal you were.” He replied, rubbing at the stubble on his chin as though he had a second, more amusing thought. “No wonder you’re following this one around. You must be grateful she got rid of him before he could get rid of you.”

The teasing and condescending tone laced within his rough voice made me bristle, sending a rush of heat down my neck and arms.

“Lola. My name is Lola.”

as he stared at me with those glacier eyes—cold, but not nearly as cold as my father’s. “You’ve changed since you beheaded my brother. You’re

jaw stubbornly, refusing to break my stare from his, even with all the Vampire’s in the room hovering nearby.

that happened though, is it?” Deacon asked, his tone implying he wasn’t expecting an answer. “Luna and the Vampire Queen. You must have your hands full. Does your mate know you’re here? Alpha Asher is a well-known name in this country, though you’re becoming more

trying to kill me, and yes, Asher knows I’m here.” I kept my voice hard, molding it

ever so slightly. It was something my father would’ve never done, a movement that lacked the class

feeling he doesn’t know where here is. So, what’s keeping me from separating your head from your body like you did

a furnace, so scalding that I thought he might sink into a defensive position and

you know anything about Asher?” I snorted, smirking up at the man who had just threatened to lob my head off. I craned my head to the left and right, pretending to look around. “As far

twisted upwards, and as they did so, I realized

my father was, eyes glinting with unshod knowledge and cruelty. Even though there were differences between the two,

it. How else would I know about the murders in your pack, or of your mate’s unhinged nature? I can relate,

my chest rather than giving Deacon the satisfaction of knowing he’d gotten to me. A thought slithered into my head, and rather than play it safe in hopes my uncle wouldn’t murder me,

You know so much about my pack, it’s frightening.” I nodded solemnly. “It affects me so deeply because a certain prisoner of mine, the one who gave me the directions to this place, she didn’t mention anything about who you were. I can’t help but feel that Bridgette left out a huge chunk of information

his eyes vanished, blown out like a candle whose

 

out?’ His tone was flat,

surrounding us began to move, bustling towards the

He grunted

our bike in the middle of the road nodded, and I swore a wave of understanding passed between the two, one

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