Alpha Asher by Jane

Chapter 199

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When I came back inside the living room, nothing had changed. Zeke was still dancing with Breyona while Giovanni watched with a mixture of irritation and adoration on his face. Tristan continued to glance at Holly, who was curled up on the couch watching the two dance with blush-stained cheeks. Clara and Mason looked like they wanted to join in, while Cassidy laughed at Kendrick’s terrible moves.

Only Asher noticed me come back in, his dark stare soft as it turned to my face. There must’ve been something—some fragment of truth in my expression because his eyebrows slid into a grimace and his jaw tightened.

“What is it?” He asked, coming to my side.

I held the papers in my grasp, still trying to process what the h**l I’d just read. The envelope with Breyona’s name on the front sat at the very top, another hole in my heart because I knew this letter would dampen her mood. It was from her parents, a last farewell to their only daughter before they were m******d.

The single envelope felt like it weighed a thousand pounds.

 

Every head in the room turned to Asher and I, hearing the question he’d asked me and seeing the truth on my face. Tristan was at my side in an instant, followed by Breyona. Giovanni hovered at her back protectively, as though he could shield her from whatever had gone wrong.

“The neighbor just brought this over. Apparently, it was delivered to the wrong house.” I said, my voice low and eyes darting up to meet Breyona’s. “It’s from your parents.”

My best-friend s****d in a sharp breath, her large brown eyes instantly watering. They scanned the papers in my hands, latching onto the envelope that stood out against the tanned pages that had been torn from the book on my family’s history.

“Is that…is that for me?” Her voice trembled as she asked.

I swallowed the knot in my throat. “They left it for you…incase they didn’t make it.”

Her lower lip began to tremble, and she brought her hand up to hide it just as Giovanni pulled her into his arms. I looked up at the Vampire that towered over her, that protected her with the same fervor he protected me with.

“Take her to my bedroom or one of the spares. I’m sure she doesn’t want an audience.” I murmured, handing him the envelope with pain clutching my heart.

Zeke, who had been hovering on the outskirts, cocked his head. “Those papers are from the book, aren’t they? What do they say?”

else in the room, but my insides were so shaken that I wasn’t sure I’d be able to utter the words around this

He had his arm around Clara’s

if we grab some of those leftovers you got stashed away? I’m starved.” He said, rubbing his toned stomach. There was a knowing look on his face, but it was laced with sympathy that told me

him smile. “You’re always hungry, but I could use a snack too. Alcohol gives me the

“I second that. Plus

in.” I said,

in charge of hosting

shoulder, tapping it gently to

going to go with them. I could use another blood bag.” She whispered, her eyes

he looked down at my half-sister. “Giovanni put them in

front of the coffee table and spread the papers out for them to see.

were made of the same thick material as in the book. Even the writing and ink were the same, elegant, and lilting as someone with an expert hand painted them across the page. The frayed edges only proved further that they were the

note that was attached to the front, their eyes skimming over

the ones that k****d them, so it stands they most likely had the pages to begin with. We need to prepare for the

the skin that come up from the last

that they don’t.” I whispered, staring

with

pinched the bridge of his nose and suppressed a

“Can someone explain?”

for being too impatient and high-strung to read. The stoic Vampire said nothing, looking expectantly at Zeke and I as

been full of warmth and friendliness, and while they weren’t exactly distrusting, there was a wariness

you want to, or

I croaked, not trusting

It goes on to describe these two different planes of existence. They’re kind of like Heaven and H**l, only think of them as dark and light. There’s no way to travel to these planes, but they’re the sources of magic that all witches pull from. Even the evil ones pull from light without knowing

hint of confusion. “How is this knowledge

even gotten to the good part yet.” I said, my lips pressed in a thin

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