Alpha Asher by Jane

Chapter 39

Read Alpha Asher [by Jane Doe] Chapter 39 – Breyona’s P.o.v

“Mate.” I gaped, looking up at the huge man before me.

His skin was a beautiful bronze color, evident even in the crimson light.

His hair was dark and curly, highlighting a sharp jawline and dark eyes.

“I am not your mate, she-wolf.”

Something flashed in his eyes, something he quickly stowed away in their dark depths. I found myself looking deeply, searching for what he had hidden.

My heart fluttered, yet broke all at once. His scent was swirling around me, intoxicating me the way alcohol never has.

He smelled of expensive cologne, warm and spicy but with a hint of something sweet. So complex and yet I could taste every note on my tongue.

‘That’s our mate.’ My wolf frowned, a low whine leaving her lips. ‘There’s something strange about mate. He doesn’t smell human.’

“No.” I frowned, “You are my mate, but you’re not human.”

My lips parted as I took in the man before me. His muscles rippled under his clothes. It was then I noticed how well dressed he was. An expensive pair of slacks topped with a crisp suit jacket. His muscles didn’t match his outfit, and yet he looked like some kind of buff mobster.

“And you’re not a werewolf.” My voice was growing weaker as realization dawned on me.

There were three species in this world. Werewolf, Human and—Vampire.

“And now you see, little she-wolf.” His voice was rough, emotionless while his eyes held more. “I cannot be your mate.”

I could feel my heart nearly shatter in my chest, a tight constricting feeling wrapping tightly around my body.

I was thankful Mason had gotten lost in the crowd, Lola before him. The two of them didn’t need to see this, didn’t need to see me be rejected.

I wondered if I’d walk around like Mason after being rejected. It was clear what happened to him, even if Lola couldn’t see for herself. I wonder if I’d have that same look of agony any time I saw a happy couple, any time someone spoke of mates and love.

convince myself this was what

man looked down at me, his eyes

here for Lola.” This wasn’t a question, simply a

eyes told me I was right, that

had only just returned to the pack, to be tormented with rumors and

to the Vampire. My soul called out to

that were not meant to be together; finding out they were destined for

of Romeo and Juliet. I could only hope our ending wasn’t as depressing

up on him.’ My wolf whined, her

I grimaced,

wolf questioned, one of her ears

that would happen.’ I frowned, ‘He’d be turning his back on his

‘He’s ours for a reason. See how he’s looking at

at me in awe, quickly masking the emotion before I could

reject me?” My voice was

the person to be vulnerable, to put my heart on the line. But with my mate, it

grazing my fingertips against his b**e hand. His skin was smooth and tanned, much like toffee. The sparks I had heard about my entire life crackled up my fingertips. Finding my mate was everything a werewolf looked forward to in life, but

wolf snapped, ‘Lola would accept us. If he came to our side, she’d accept

wolf was sure of this, and I

a brewing storm. He didn’t answer my question, he

His head tilted, his face analyzing me as

my

I kept my eyes burning into

securely in place. “And you know, I will not join your side. I

just–” I paused. What

open wide, vulnerable. I was letting him know how much I

blush formed on my face at the intensity of his eyes. I felt like an exposed nerve under his

to see what this g*d-like man was called, what

was then I

decades long hatred of his entire species. If I was able to place my hatred aside,

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