Alpha Asher by Jane

Read Alpha Asher [by Jane Doe] Chapter 32 – “Lola.” Alpha Asher’s voice was rough and gravely, “Always getting into trouble, and now I seem to understand why.”

Alpha Asher’s voice was clouded with sleep, making it deeper and more gruff. The sound instantly appealed to Maya and I. His voice was like a sedative, calming my frayed nerves and frantic mind.

A nervous laugh escaped my lips, “I know it might not seem like it, but this is totally not my fault.”

“Mm.” Alpha Asher mused slowly, my heart thudding in response. “I’m not entirely sure I believe you, Lola. Tell me, why were you at Haze last night?”

‘Here we go.’ I thought to myself. wondering how Alpha Asher would truly react.

“Breyona smelled her mate the night of Chelsea’s birthday.” I frowned, “She wanted to go back and find him. I couldn’t let her go alone.”

“Of all people, Lola.” Alpha Asher sighed, his rough voice sending another chill down my spine. “Half-Vampire, I hear.”

“I guess I am.” My voice sounded small, and I realized I had never talked to Alpha Asher like this before. I was vulnerable, and I hated the feeling. My vulnerability gave Alpha Asher the opportunity to crush me, all he had to do was say a few choice words.

“And how do you feel about that fact, Lola?” Alpha Asher’s voice was even, and if I didn’t know any better his voice almost sounded soft. His kindness sent something else rushing through me, pure longing.

“I don’t know how I feel about it.” I murmured honestly. “I think part of me doesn’t believe it.”

Alpha Asher was silent on the other end, letting me pour my repressed emotions through the mind-link.

“I do know one thing.” I took a deep breath, gaining some strength and confidence back into my voice. “It doesn’t change anything. I’m a werewolf first and foremost. I owe the Vampire’s nothing, especially if it’s them threatening my home.”

A few more seconds ticked by in silence.

“Good girl.” Alpha Asher commented, his voice low and husky. “Now, here’s what’s going to happen. I will arrive back on pack territory this afternoon. Beta Devin will be over in just a few hours. Pack your belongings and give Beta Devin a full description of the Vampire who marked you.”

I paused, letting Alpha Asher finish.

“I expect you ready to move into the pack house by the time I arrive back.” Alpha Asher’s command was final, and I couldn’t help but shiver at the dominance in his voice.

I gave Breyona a quick call, telling her to grab Mason and head over to my place as soon as she could. She asked if my Grandma had talked to me, promising she’d be right over.

I looked around my bedroom, the one I had since the day I was born. Everything I owned was in here. All of my belongings tucked in their own spot. I could pack everything up easily, but I couldn’t take the memories with me. Like the time Sean and I were wrestling and he fell off the bed, breaking his nose in the process. Or the time I stepped on a staple and cried for hours, Sean was the one who consoled me. I couldn’t help but feel strange about moving from this house. I had the strong feeling that once I left, I wouldn’t be moving back.

door, and I looked over as Breyona and Mason

chuckled, “You got

little frazzled, while Breyona

ran two stop signs on the way here.” Mason pursed

Mason,

plopped down on one side of my

full of

Breyona and her absolute lack of subtly, “I’m managing. I don’t think it’s really sunken in yet, but what can I really

“Can

fangs.” I

Mason frowned,

actually, I have

Mason nodded, but a teasing smile formed on his cute

I

won’t tell anyone.” Breyona nodded, zipping her

chuckled, “If my secret leaks out, I’ll

secret Vampire powers on us.” Mason shuddered with a goofy grin on his

lifting my

Mason, knocking him off the bed and onto the floor. A loud ‘oomph’ sound came from his mouth as we tumbled to the floor. I was sitting on his stomach, my hands lifted as though I were going to claw him. A devious grin was etched

Vampire Princess.” Mason smirked, feigning a

grumbled every time the word Vampire was mentioned, but

Breyona shook her head, “I’m not

her best war cry, landing on Mason and I. The two of us grunted in pain as Breyona lay sprawled out on top of

gonna call me Werewolf Princess, lover boy?” Breyona smirked down at Mason, sticking her tongue out at him

as he struggled to

flew open, revealing my shocked Dad and amused

of noise.” Dad grumbled, his brows

my Dad from the floor,

wasn’t born yesterday.” Dad cocked his

not old.” Breyona scoffed, “Thirty five isn’t

dropped when a deep blush formed on my Dad’s face. His

down the hallway with his hand rubbing the back