Alpha Asher By Jane Doe

Chapter 148

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.

After a quick search of the 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 by far the most awkward.

would become easier over time, but I was still a non-believer. A girl could only handle so many horrified shrieks. The worst of

practice was nestled right in the middle of town. Located in an off-white colonial house whose cobalt blue shutters

had to turn down the offer when her client stormed into the building, face smeared with heavy

as she flailed her hands dramatically to

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

stumbled over a ‘hello.’ Well, I assumed that’s what it was since she couldn’t exactly form the words. Her wailing

a client or two for 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

tumbling backwards through time, back to that b****y battlefield, then I

kind smile who introduced herself as Dr. Mayfield. When she wasn’t at the local hospital acting as in-house psychiatrist, she took a handful of clients here

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 her eyes and mouth and hid

your sister’s experiences, but I’ve found that no matter how complex a situation is, it can always be deconstructed into something easier to

face that made me feel like Holly’s demons

and rushed to make it to training on time. Mason kept up his end of the deal, even

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

Can’t say I miss getting my a*s kicked.” Mason’s cheeky

into the parking space when I asked, “I nearly

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 for. From what

the only reason she keeps asking

and I got out. The wavy strands of her hair were pulled into

beneath the sun’s

don’t train, what do they do?”

giggled like it were obvious and toyed with the baby-pink water bottle in her hands. “Catch them in a fight and all they’ll do

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