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.

keep my voice strong, to convince myself this was what must be done. “My Alpha’s territory is just

at me, his eyes swirling pools of obsidian, “Therefor, I am

for Lola.” This wasn’t

eyes told me I was right, that

they wanted her; just another she-wolf. She had only just returned to the pack, to be tormented

me called out to the Vampire. My soul called out

were not meant to be together; finding

Romeo and Juliet. I could only

just give up on him.’

after Lola.’ I grimaced,

My wolf questioned, one

frowned, ‘He’d be turning his

obliged. ‘He’s ours for a reason. See how he’s looking at us? He can feel the mate-bond whether he likes it or

awe, quickly masking the emotion before I could truly appreciate it on

going to reject me?” My voice

on the line. But with my mate, it was completely

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

accept us. If

this, and I wanted to be as

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

His head tilted, his face analyzing me as

my mind already

burning into his. “I

know, I will not join your side. I will not turn

paused. What did

want a chance.” My eyes were open wide, vulnerable. I was letting him know how much

face at the intensity of his

to see what this g*d-like man was called, what name could possibly fit

it was then I could place the light

long hatred of his entire species. If I

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