Alpha Asher By Jane Doe

Alpha Asher Novel [by Jane Doe] Chapter 201

“A curse. Now there’s a d**n curse we have to deal with?” Zeke sputtered, his voice flooding the cars speakers.

I turned the volume down a notch, wincing as I glanced over at Asher. He was chiseled from stone, his arm rigid as he held the wheel, eyes narrowed on the highway ahead.

“I told you what the Shadows said. There’s no way to ‘deal’ with it. Even if there was, Cordelia and Rowena can’t sense anything on him. You’d think two powerful witches could sniff out a curse.” I grumbled, sinking deeper into the seat.

My bottom was on the verge of becoming numb, but we didn’t have much longer to go before we’d hit our meet-up point. Fifty miles away, at a small gas station with one of our own wolves posted as cashier, we’d find the others. Breyona, Giovanni, Tristan, Sean, Mason, and Clara had taken a different route to avoid suspicion. Going off of Breyona’s idea when she rescued us from Ember and Tessa, we borrowed a work van from a local company in the pack for them to use.

There wasn’t any need to black out the windows considering it was the middle of the night, which is why the tractor trailer idea Mason had worked out smoothly.

A horn blared behind us, one louder than I’d ever heard before. It didn’t startle Asher in the slightest, but I definitely jumped a few inches in my seat.

“Earth to Lola.” Zeke sang. “Need me to honk again?”

“You said I could do it this time.” Dina snapped, her voice distant over the speakers.

“Why did we agree to let Zeke drive the big rig?” I asked Asher, running a hand over my tired eyes.

Asher tilted his head my way, eyes of sparkling gold crinkling at the edges. It was the only time he dared to relax after our conversation with the shadows.

“You agreed because no one else knows how to drive the thing.” Zeke said smugly.

The truck’s horn blared a second time, longer and louder than the first. I bit my lip hard enough to draw blood. We wouldn’t have bothered with the thing, but the Vampire’s already in the safe haven needed supplies. Among the usual lot of clothing, first-aid, and hygiene products was a fresh shipment of blood-bags.

In between spending time with his family, Asher’s Beta had been responsible for getting the shipment to the meet-up point. He’d also been tasked with transporting Bridgette there once I told her about my conversation with Deacon, and that there was a strong chance he’d make his way there in the future. From there, the cashier we had in place would contact one of the few wolves staying at the safe haven to pick up the shipment.

“What the h**l, Zeke.” I jumped, startled a second time.

bad. Just wanted to honk the horn. Never been in one of these

shut for a few seconds to relieve the pain of staring into headlights half the night. “What were you

Asher’s curse with your Conjuration magic.” His reply came a few

past us left and right, my eyes were drawn to the night sky. Stars kissed the horizon in a sea of silver and navy blue, reaching up to meet a moon so bright the streetlamps almost weren’t needed. I glanced back down to the car’s navigation screen, where Zeke’s name remained

to work off this headache. Did you know over the counter medication does nothing for magically induced ailments? Well, I didn’t either. It didn’t matter how many times I tried or what angle I came at it from, it was like my magic had nothing to hold onto. If the shadows are right about Asher being cursed, and I think they are, then there’s nothing we can do

heady silence enveloped Asher and I. It was so strong that even Zeke and Dina were affected, going quiet on the other end. None of

and blood, the

forgotten we were still on the phone with Zeke. My heartrate quickened when his eyes left the road to stare into my

Almost.

that cunning edge of his in order

talked about Tristan and I escaping the

done, but it still needed

get through this, Lola.” Asher promised, his firm voice the

anything, I wanted to believe

the three gas pumps. Giovanni pulled in just fifteen minutes after we arrived, with Breyona sitting in the front seat. Her feet were perched on the dash and were the first thing she flung out of the car as she raced to the

I spent months creating. There was one way in and out of

planned to be turned into a series of quaint suburbs thirty miles from the nearest human town. The houses had been nothing more than husks when we snatched them up. With Killian and Claire lending a hand, the process wasn’t nearly as difficult as it could’ve been. They found builders to come in and finish the homes, humans who had little to no

began moving Vampire’s in. Without Tristan and Giovanni stepping up to transport them, the anonymity of the town would’ve vanished into thin air. Vampire’s who wanted to live here were blind-folded until they passed through

had yet

him the location and have him stop by on his way home.” Asher grunted, his eyebrows creasing at the mere mention of his

was fairly sure the only one who was actually fond of him was Cassidy, but he’d become such a frequent

ask Asher where his younger brother was, he

leaving Bran’s pack?” I asked, even more surprised than when Asher told me he’d sent him there in the first

the

very efficient at weeding out Bran’s loyalists. There were over two dozen warriors who hated the man, which isn’t surprising in the slightest,” He snorted. “But most of them agreed to join the hunt for

pack? They still need warriors to protect them. There’s no telling if the witches will attack them now that Bran’s

loyal to their old Alpha will still defend their pack, but that’s as far as their loyalty goes. They won’t provide us any help, which means the best place for them to be is right