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 must be done. “My Alpha’s territory is just a few

me, his eyes swirling pools of obsidian, “Therefor, I am allowed to be

Lola.” This wasn’t a

eyes told me I was right, that he

to be tormented with rumors and suspicious deaths. Lola deserved better, especially

out to the Vampire. My soul called out to his, finally finding it’s other

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

thing stunk of Romeo and Juliet. I could only hope

give up on him.’ My wolf

after Lola.’ I grimaced, ‘Plus he’s a

questioned, one of her ears perking up at

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

him.’ My wolf murmured, and I obliged. ‘He’s ours for a reason. See how

down at me in awe, quickly masking the emotion before I could truly appreciate it on his

going to reject me?” My voice was small, my

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

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,

accept us. If he came to our side, she’d accept

was sure of this, and I wanted to be

in the man’s eyes, a brewing storm. He didn’t answer my

reject me, little she-wolf?” His head tilted, his face analyzing me as though this had become

immediate, my

into his. “I will not

in place. “And you know, I will

paused. What did

just want a chance.” My eyes were open wide, vulnerable. I was letting him know how much I truly had at stake,

on my face at the intensity of his eyes. I felt like an

needed to see what this g*d-like man was

it was then I could

forgetting our decades long hatred of his entire species. If I was able to place

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