Alpha Asher By Jane Doe

Chapter 188

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Really?” I scoffed, staring open-mouthed at Asher through the glass of the holding cell he was in. “Is this necessary?”

Asher paced back and forth, his head snapping in my direction whenever I spoke. His eyes were still that violent shade of gold, telling me his wolf was still in charge and very much feral.

The holding cell he sat in was a part of the newer renovations Asher had orchestrated. There were dozens of these cubby-like rooms, each one with a cot and a small table, reinforced with military grade equipment to keep the prisoners contained.

I bet Asher never thought he’d land himself in one.

Both men standing before me were grim, their lips pursed, and eyes cloaked in shadows. I was used to seeing that particular expression on Brandon, but not Zeke. Neither one appeared too happy about how things played out, but I needed to keep the conversation going. If I didn’t, I’d start thinking about what they barged in on and have no choice but to drown in embarrassment.

Brandon spoke first, snorting dryly at me before glancing Asher’s way. In between the brothers was a two-way mirror, not that the wall of glass kept us from hearing one another.

“You might’ve been enjoying yourself, but I promise, it’s necessary.” He said, not reacting in the slightest when his older brother snarled and pounded on the glass.

Zeke grimaced, “Don’t provoke him, and quit being a jealous dick.”

“You’re right, I shouldn’t provoke him. I’d hate for him to break out of here and kill another Alpha. Seeing as you’re the only one close by, I’d watch out if I were you.” Brandon replied, a brittle smile playing across his face.

Instantly, my stomach began to plummet at his words and what they insinuated. Zeke, on the other hand, was unfazed and even rolled his eyes at Brandon.

“Explain.” I demanded, my eyes darting between the two of them. When neither answered and Brandon’s expression twisted into a smirk, I snapped. “Now.”

“Mason’s witchy friend-” Brandon began, only to get cut off by Zeke.

“Clara.” He interjected.

Brandon sighed loudly, then continued.

towns the other witches were staying in. The place was deserted, but we ran into a

himself up on the edge of the table we hovered around, running a hand through his already messy hair. After a long, drawn-out

their return.” He grimaced, unease filling every facet of his once warm voice. “Alpha Bran challenged Asher. I think he could sense that something

but

currently twisting my stomach

challenged another, they battled to the

I stated, looking between the two

answer was written across every tense line on their faces, mapped out within the thinness of their lips and in the way their eyebrows

makes Asher their new Alpha.” His voice was dripping with sarcasm when he said,

back and get some rest? You look

no room to talk about anyone looking exhausted. When’s the last time you slept?” I asked him, taking in the dark circles around his eyes and the way his shoulders slumped with exhaustion. His usual charm was nowhere to

you’re chasing a rabid Alpha through the forest

that feeling that there

rest. She’s on her way here with Mason and the others.” Zeke sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. “When Asher went… feral, we had no choice but to follow. She won’t be here

us are going to manage any sleep until we figure out why my brother went fucking psycho.” Brandon rolled his eyes, pushing off the wall he

glared at Asher’s younger, more disgruntled clone as

to know he cares.”

I’m just as

about it, I began to realize there was something in our possession that could help. It wouldn’t solve

run out and grab a few things. Anything you want me to bring back?” I asked Zeke,

out, “Coffee, lots and lots of

in my hands, instantly I knew something had changed. Zeke was sitting

cups of coffee onto the

ceiling. His eyes were closed, yet somehow

a tugging of sorts that pulled me in

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