Alpha Asher by Jane

Chapter 148

Read Alpha Asher by Jane Doe Chapter 148 – “Quit sulking.” Mason scolded me from the driver’s seat. “If you wanted to drive you shouldn’t have tried to drive us off the cliff.”

“That’s not what I was trying to do, and I already apologized.” I griped and folded my arms over my chest. “…you’re just angry I made you scream.”

The trees that grew out of the rocky cliff side whooshed by in shades of shamrock and olive. I wondered if Lars were in there somewhere, deep within their protective cover. Were the witches there too?

“You didn’t make me scream, your reckless driving did.” His voice had an edge of defensiveness that made me snort. Warm hazel eyes slid over to where I sat in the passenger, “…you won’t tell anyone about this, right?”

“I won’t.” I reassured him, and waited until relief flooded his eyes to say, “…if you let me drive us back, and you can’t act like I’m going to drive off the mountain with every curve.”

“Deal, but you keep this to yourself for as long as you live.” He narrowed his eyes.

“Deal.” I nodded and began to relax in the seat when a thought crossed my mind. “…I can tell Breyona, right?”

“Yeah, you can tell Breyona.” His eyes warmed when he chuckled, and his tone implied he’d been expecting me to ask as much.

Our banter dwindled until silence took over, sending my eyes veering back towards the forest and my thoughts to a certain slippery werewolf.

I’d been sorely tempted to mention my suspicion regarding Lars’s boots, but Asher was already putting out a pack-wide memo. Soon every werewolf on our land would be on the lookout for Lars, which meant there was no need to turn it into a manhunt. Still, I had to tell him eventually…I just needed more time.

I tried to think of where Lars might’ve gone but came up with nothing. The most I could do was scour the woods and search for his illusive friend, which I was considering when another thought popped into my head.

Cassidy…she’s going on a date with him.

Even though I made the mental note to talk with her after training, it didn’t ease the dark cloud that loomed over my head for the remainder of the day.

clinics in the area, I found a small privately owned practice that had an abundance of positive reviews. Mind-linking one of the therapists was the fastest route of communication, and

still a non-believer. A girl could only handle so many horrified shrieks. The worst of it is when they’re

of town. Located in an off-white colonial house whose cobalt blue shutters were a cheerful beacon

practice were pleasant, even though one had to turn down the offer when her

her words as

office.” The fair-haired therapist said soothingly and guided the trembling girl past us with a

with the sobbing teenage girl and managed a small but encouraging smile when she waved and stumbled over a ‘hello.’ Well, I assumed that’s what it was since she couldn’t exactly form the words. Her wailing continued once the door closed, though it

the Luna’s younger sister. I might’ve hired him off his resume alone if it weren’t for the onyx shade of his hair and the severe way he pursed his lips, both of which reminded me of my

send me tumbling backwards through time, back to that

colleague instead, a middle-aged she-wolf with a kind smile who introduced herself as Dr. Mayfield. When she wasn’t at

was just as impressive and revealed that she’d been helping people heal for over a decade. I could see the full extent of her history written all over her face. It was tattooed within the fine lines around

matter how complex a situation is, it can always be deconstructed into something easier to s*****w.” Dr. Mayfield

made me feel like Holly’s demons might not be

to training on time. Mason kept up his end of the deal, even if he did look a bit pale

it to training before Breyona. Mason supplied the directions since had training as

Mason’s cheeky grin revealed the dimples he tried hard to hide, the same ones

into the parking space when I asked, “I nearly forgot–how’s

up until I turned car off, I could see his scowl lingering within the outskirts of my vision. While Asher kept a continuous rotation of guys on guard duty, it was Mason they said Clara would ask

she keeps asking for me.” His lips

to the side of the car and leaned against the hood as Mason and I got out. The wavy strands of her hair were pulled into a high-pony tail and

beneath the sun’s rays. “Can you tell

they don’t train, what do

“Catch them in

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