Alpha Asher by Jane

Read Alpha Asher by Jane Doe Chapter 186

When Tristan left, the front door clicking shut behind him, I slumped against the kitchen counter and took a deep breath. The bottle of blood I’d been sipping on sat untouched at my side, which didn’t go unnoticed by Breyona or Giovanni.

“You feel like death, and I’m not talking about how exhausted you are.” Breyona commented, her voice laced with worry. “Did something else happen?”

Clutching the bottle in my hand, as though it’ll somehow give me the courage to break the news, I mumbled, “This is going to take some getting used to.”

Breyona was already more intuitive than your average wolf, but now the two of us were magically connected. Even now, I could feel the smoky threads between us, connecting our souls.

Her nod was one of understanding, and as much as I appreciated it, it only made my heart seize in my chest.

“I promise not to pry any more than I usually do, but I get the feeling there’s something you need to tell me, but you really, really don’t want to.”

“You might want to sit down first.” I said, fighting to keep the nerves from my voice.

Breyona’s expression fell, “Now you know I can’t do that. Lola, what is it? You’re scaring me here.” She laughed nervously.

Giovanni closed in behind her, placing his hands on her shoulders. She didn’t acknowledge him, but her posture seemed to relax under his touch. He tossed a subtle nod in my direction, telling me to continue, reassuring me that he’d be there to support her.

“Before we were forced to escape, we were eavesdropping on the witches. They showed up at the Vampire Lair Tristan and I went to, which is a long story on its own, but they started talking about my magic and what the Blood Witch wants with me. There’s this ritual they’ve started that will give them complete control over me, and they’re close to finishing it.” I explained nervously, feeling pathetic for dumping all of this on her at once.

it to her lips. The fear in her eyes was genuine, and I couldn’t

I’m sorry, you’re my best-friend and I love you, but this is so bad. With your magic and position,

my second-in-commands remained stoic, but that didn’t mean

and Werewolves trying to kill you, hoping it would end the threat. Asher would never allow that to happen, and neither would Tristan or me. We’d be at war with our

worse.” I whispered, watching as

extent of my power,’ whatever that means. They-they mentioned two werewolves I sent out

and any explanation I had thought of vanished into thin air. What I managed to

motion growing in speed, I felt my stomach flip and turn. As much as

million pieces under the weight of her grief because she deserved to

it.” She begged, her

in my eyes, burning angrily as I forbade them from falling.

see it. She wanted me to remain quiet, because once I spoke the truth, nothing could ever take it back. What was even worse was that I couldn’t give her the gift of

agony that constricted my throat and cut off

“They killed them, Breyona.”

even as her thoughts began to rush by without restraint. Not only could I feel it through the strange connection we now shared, but I could

now had his arms wrapped around her waist, his head resting on her shoulder. Minutes passed as she stood there, frozen in disbelief. Each second that

recognized my own voice when I

sending her spiraling head-first into grief. She pulled away from Giovanni, swatting at his hands as she began to pace the length of the kitchen, tears

get to see them again. I’ll never get another Christmas with them, with those stupid itchy sweater’s mom would always force us in, and-and I’ll never get

out in the process. Her eyes speared right through me, carving into every

can you do, Lola?” She asked quietly, never once breaking her stare from my face. “Can you bring back the dead? Is that the ‘full extent of your power’? Is it? Is it,