Alpha Asher by Jane

Alpha Asher novel By Jane Doe-Prologue

I can tell you the exact moment my life began to fall apart. The moment where everything came tumbling down and I no longer knew what my place was in the world. The familiar instantly became foreign and I was left with nowhere to go.

It all started when my boyfriend had found his mate.

Tyler and I had been dating since I was sixteen, almost a year of time was spent having him by my side. Tyler happened to be the Alpha’s son, I had grown up with Tyler and spent my childhood training at his side.

When I turned sixteen the feelings of friendship quickly blossomed into romance. Tyler was seventeen, able to find his mate from he turned nineteen.

I was so gullible back then, hanging on his every word. I was so sure we would be mates, we were destined after all.

I had this same delirious mindset up until his nineteenth birthday party, the day where everything crashed and burned.

Tyler picked me up from my house around 8 p.m. He pulled up to my house in his shiny Mustang, I’d often joke that he loved his car more than me. There were a lot of things Tyler loved more than me.

My mom, dad and older brother weren’t fond of me dating their soon-to-be Alpha. They knew the risks of getting involved with another wolf, but like a child, I had ignored them.

I hopped into Tyler’s car, not thinking twice that he hadn’t opened the door for me.

“I thought I told you to wear the blue dress.” Tyler sighed, rolling his eyes. I frowned at him and looked down at the black dress I was wearing. I didn’t see anything wrong with it.

“I told you I didn’t like that one.” I frowned, wondering what got him in such a bad mood.

“Whatever, you know I’m just looking out for you.” Tyler shrugged, “You look like some goth girl when you wear black.”

I rolled my eyes at his bad mood, knowing he would cheer up once he had a few drinks in him.

Tyler never liked when I wore black, he would always say I looked “goth”. I didn’t see a problem with looking “goth”, some of the clothes they wore were really cute. I’m sure it didn’t help that I had straight, raven colored hair.

look as a blonde, but I couldn’t bring myself to dye my hair. I was the only one in the family who had gotten my grandma’s

as Tyler drove, listening to him openly complain about the neighboring packs. Tyler seemed to have a

picked a fight with the Crescent pack and needs my help to get

eyes widen, “The Crescent pack? Why the heck would he pick a fight

out as a pack of all rogues, and quickly expanded once

Tyler scoffed. “It’s just a stupid pack,

the Crescent pack held the most territory in

I didn’t like the feeling that bubbled in my stomach at

do you-” I started, but

hand. We pulled into the parking lot of the nightclub and Tyler turned to face

in and pressing his lips

giggled like a stupid school-girl and leaned into the kiss, loving

finally going to say yes tonight?” Tyler smirked, tugging

back, ready to give him the

to find his mate. He had been nagging me for months now to finally sleep with him, to let him take my virginity. Each time I

I bit my lip, looking up into his cerulean

pulled me in for another kiss, “It’s about damn time.” I giggled

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those people who was easy to hate, and harder to like. I realized later on in my life, that I had been the same as

Chelsea smirked, flipping her honey colored

smirked back at her, taking in the baby pink

Ethan was your typical asshole, always jumping around from girl to girl. He had even tried

push any kind of boundaries you set. Isaac was nineteen and had already found his mate, but he didn’t seem too attached to her. He’d often go

ready to find your mate?” Ethan teased, waggling his eyebrows at a group of human girls that

at me. I rolled my eyes at him and playfully smacked his shoulder. I eyed Tyler’s drink enviously,

to be Tyler’s mate, hope you won’t hold it against me.” Chelsea

her, “Please, if anything your mate will be Ethan.” I broke out into giggles at