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.

my dad sitting off to the side in

exclaimed, looking more surprised than

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

him, walking into his arms. I breathed

missed you, kid.” My dad grumbled, ruffling my hair before he turned

good to see you, Ma.” He pulled her in for a hug and held on for dear

scowled at Sean, who

his

going to break if you talk about it.” He grumbled at Sean. My grandma stood off to the side, her hand on

f**ked up.” Sean

“Wow,

pissed off the Alpha of the Crescent pack and needed backup in case they went to war.” Sean started, and I was

I drug my words out, letting him know I didn’t care about any of the small

off their Alpha, pissed him off real bad.”

inflated ego was going to bite him in the ass. His father was a half-assed

here, Lola. They declared war on us.”

Sure, there were a lot of new faces but everything seemed the same. There was no way Tyler defeated the Alpha of the Crescent

between

made us all fight. Every man and woman had to fight. Your mom died fighting. I couldn’t get to her in time.” My

How could he do that.” I said the words more to myself. I knew Tyler was bad, but this was worse than I could imagine. Then again, they hadn’t

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

an Alpha wasn’t a job, it was something embedded deep inside of you. An Alpha would

Alpha will kill him.” Sean’s

Alpha who?”

die, we did the

Alpha Asher. We’re part of the Crescent Pack.” Sean grumbled, obviously not

never leave his pack behind.” Dad spat, “He may be ruthless and cruel, but he’d

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

us. We’d never

our pack.” I replied to

growled, but her words made sense. She was right though, if we were Luna, we would

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