Alpha Asher By Jane Doe

Chapter 210

Not only did I avoid visiting Tessa for the next three days, but I also made it a point not to think of her or what she knew.

I stumbled back into my routine even though everything felt off kilter. Chris made warrior training worth it, but my heart was no longer invested in my magical studies. There was only one thing

I was fixated on, and that was dark magic.

The one and only time I used it was almost enough for it to corrupt me. There was nothing more terrifying than feeling the sickening euphoria of ultimate power, and ultimate evil. I wanted to learn everything I could so I could make sure it never happened again.

There was just one problem.

Since only a handful of witches successfully pulled from that kind of

power, there wasn‘t exactly any information on it. There were a few vague descriptions, but nothing going into detail on how or why those witches did what they did.

I voiced my frustration to Asher every spare chance I had, along with the absolute terror I felt when I looked down to see spider webs of sickening black crawling up my fingers.

Asher hadn‘t blamed me for drawing on dark magic. He wasn‘t even angry. There was a part of me that wanted him to be. I‘d been reckless, desperate to not be taken that I wasn‘t thinking clearly. We knew to little about my magic for me to not exercise extreme caution when using it. Asher knew this, but he still insisted on being utterly perfect by not reaming into me every chance he liad.

He was a master at covering up his emotions, but I could feel his fear flicker down the mate–bond like it were my own.

He might not have been angry with me for using dark magic, but he was just as freaked out over how close it had come to consuming me.

The first and second day, Asher sent out a few groups of warriors to monitor the safe haven. He and Zeke, along with a dozen of our most skilled fighters, made the short trip to Zeke‘s pack. It wasi te of a precaution than anything else, but with Zeke dead set on risking his mind to get information out of Tessa, we had to make sure his pack was well protected.

Asher had gone to hell and back trying to change his mind. I‘d known from the moment Zeke sauntered out of Tessa‘s prison cell that there was nothing short of a miracle that could keep him from going through with this.

integrate more Vampire‘s into the safe haven. As it turns out, things were

that had yet to pick a side. The witches were closing in on one

a Vampire with no monarch to pledge your allegiance to, prompting a lot of them to seek out

of a growing town that was safe for Vampire‘s, regardless of their pasts. It was uplifting to know that the word was spreading, and that more and more Vampire‘s were becoming open to the idea of coexisting with Werewolves.

their way across the country to meet the new Vampire monarch and to scope out the

I was planning

and high–protein foods

almost three solid days without an incident when naturally, everything

the safe haven. For as long as I lived (however long that might be) I‘d never forget the look of bewilderment on Asher‘s face when his

the fire

locked eyes with one

same thought running through

the middle of the day, rendering

team of witches, it was nothing more than a ploy to get her sister back. It was likely that the attack was meant to be a distraction. We‘d send all of

on who their spy was and how close they were to Asher and I, there was a chance the witches already knew where the

plan, and on

made the decision to send another two hundred warriors to the safe haven, hoping it would be enough and that they would get there in time. Every other warrior in the pack was given assignments to move

facility where Tessa

rest

knew the witches were going to attempt to rescue Tessa, we had predicted it long before they actually

town was vacant, the families pushing further inward to steer clear of the fight. The only ones that remained in this part of town were Holly, Tristan, and Giovanni. Even though the two Vamp. ‘s swore to protect my sister

first ring, skipping all pleasantries when he

sense it. I think we all can, actually.” I shuddered. “Just calling

enough. She just

awhile, isn‘t it?