Alpha Asher By Jane Doe

The drive back to my old pack was only five hours. While I remembered Tyler finding his mate like it was yesterday, the run to my grandma’s house had been hazy.

“You ran five hours?” I asked Maya, somewhat shocked.

“We needed to get the hell out of there.” She grumbled, “And now were going right back.”

“We don’t have a choice.” I sighed, “But were both different now.”

“You’re damn right we are.” Maya growled smugly.

We pulled up to the edge of the packs territory, escorted to the side of the road by some of the wolves who were guarding the perimeter. I was surprised that I didn’t recognize any of these wolves.

They emerged from the forest wearing nothing but low hanging sweat pants. I tried to keep my gaze to myself, but I’m still half human.

“What is your business coming here?” One of the men spoke up. His build was huge, and he had a long scar running down his bicep.

“Were here to visit family. My brother’s the Beta.” I replied, looking at each of their faces. There really wasn’t anyone here that I recognized. Had the pack grown in the time that I was gone?

“Beta Drake?” The man had a confused look on his face.

“What? No, Beta Sean.” I scowled. Since when did Tyler have a Beta named Drake? I wondered if everything was okay with Sean’s position in the pack. You typically have to do something really bad to lose your position like that.

A look of understanding crossed the man’s face, and he glanced at the other men with him.

“Go on through.” He nodded once, and my grandma wasted no time in pulling away.

“Well, that sure was strange.” My grandma looked at me and frowned, I’m sure she was thinking the same thing as me.

“It definitely was.” I frowned.

We drove through the center of town and I was shocked to see a ton of new faces. Something had definitely happened while I was gone.

I vaguely remembered Tyler telling me about another pack that needed help. Maybe they finally joined forces.

We pulled into the driveway of my old house. The white paint was now faded. It looked like I had been gone for much longer than a year. The flowers that were once outside were now wilted and dead. My mom was the one to take care of the flowers out front. How long has she been dead for?

I hesitated at the door, wondering if I should knock or just walk in. My train of thought was interrupted as my grandma opened the door and walked into the house.

couch, my

dad exclaimed, looking

up and down, noticing the changes I had been through in the past year. My raven colored hair had grown longer than ever, now reaching my waist. My silver eyes were much brighter, teeming with life. My skin was clear and porcelain-like, and I had lost some of the

at him, walking into his arms. I breathed in his scent of cologne

ruffling

“It’s good to see you, Ma.” He pulled her in for a hug and held

tell me what the hell is going on.” I scowled at Sean,

sat back down on his recliner, looking tired

if you talk about it.” He grumbled at Sean.

f**ked up.”

eyes, “Wow, so surprised. Keep

you, but Tyler was supposed to help another pack. They pissed off the Alpha of the Crescent pack and needed backup in case they went to war.” Sean started, and I

words out, letting him know I didn’t care

sh*t on the Crescent pack. He pissed off their Alpha, pissed him off

in the ass. His father was a half-assed Alpha and he was turning out

here, Lola. They declared war on us.” Sean

everything seemed the same. There was no way

frowned, looking between Sean and my Dad’s grim

man and woman had

was bad, but this was worse than

is? Tyler f**king ran. Grabbed his bitch and escaped while the rest of us were fighting for our lives.”

grandma gasped, and they gave us a few moments to process what Dad had said. Abandoning your pack was something no Alpha had ever done. Being an Alpha wasn’t a job,

ever comes back Alpha will kill him.” Sean’s face turned grim

who?”

realized Tyler had left us all to die, we did the only thing we could. We

the Crescent Pack.” Sean grumbled, obviously not enjoying the situation.

never leave his pack behind.” Dad spat, “He may be ruthless and

and my grandma time to settle in. I nearly cried when I saw my room was

us. We’d never abandon our pack like that.” Maya

our pack.” I replied

Maya growled, but her words made sense. She was right though,

downstairs. Grandma insisted on making dinner even though my Dad grumbled in disagreement. I knew he was happy to see his mom though. He needed his family after losing Mom. She may have not been his mate, but he’d been