Alpha Asher By Jane Doe

Chapter 213

Chapter 213

I floated suspended in this blissful darkness for what felt like hours. Nothing could touch me here.

Not the weight of exhaustion pulling me down or the agony squeezing at my muscles and bones.

It was a reprieve, but one thing about reprieves is that they never last too long.

At first, it started in small flashes. An explosion of light here and there, a flicker of pain, a whisper of voices just outside my minds reach.

Eventually, those flashes became longer and more drawn out.

The light became blinding, tinted with colors and shapes that moved. Voices took form, names flashing in my memory as I began to recognize them.

Each time I gathered the strength to open my eyes, it was sucked away by some

intangible force. With each sensation that returned, my least favorite was my dry throat.

I couldn’t seem to keep my eyes open for long enough to drink anything, but what I wanted most was some damn blood. A few times I swore I saw the outline of

Asher’s face, always hovering over me, silently protecting me from any and everything.

When I gathered the strength to keep my eyes open for more than a few seconds, the first thing I latched onto was a feminine voice.

It’s high pitch and friendly tone struck my memory at its core and dredged up a familiar name.

Cassidy.

Asher’s voice was thrown into the mix, tight with unease that twisted my empty stomach into knots.

It rumbled miserably, as if it knew I dared to think about it.

“What’s going on?” I asked, but my mouth was so dry it came out as a crusty groan.

Asher was at my side before I could blink, moving so fast it startled me, but I was too weak to react.

His hands roamed my arms, shoulders, and finally, my face.

Each caress of his calloused hands was unbearably soft, bringing on such gentle sparks that my eyelids fluttered, and the darkness reached out with loving hands to suck me back in.

Thankfully, he pulled away before I could pass out again and promptly shoved something small and skinny into my mouth.

Without knowing what it was my throat worked to pull. When the taste of blood hit my tongue, rich and tangy, all thought was lost. I kept going until the winded.

straw sputtered and ran dry, but I wasn’t nearly full.

“What’s going on?” I asked again.

This time my words weren’t garbled nonsense. Cassidy hovered nearby; her shoulders lax with relief.

“What do you remember last?” Asher asked, clasping our hands together.

My heart began to flutter when he pressed my hand to his lips and waited for my response.

A dull ache spread across my forehead as I followed the dwindling breadcrumbs in my memory that led me back to what happened before the darkness held me in it’s grasp.

“Um, I remember going to the safe haven and meeting Tristan’s mother.

I sort of remember using magic to protect the land, but that’s where things get hazy.” I admitted.

“You did, you protected everyone. There’s now a force field over the entire safe haven, but you didn’t stop there.

You fixed all of the damage the witches had done. Every house, every car, the sidewalk …even the streets look brand new.” He exhaled, shoulders stiff and rigid.

There was amazement in his voice, but his expression was pinched.

Those eyes of his I adored so much were shuttered with worry.

“That doesn’t explain why I’m now lying -in bed back at home.”

I pointed out, lazily looking around our bedroom. “Wait a second. I passed out, didn’t I?”

Asher lifted his head, nodding slowly.

You did. You’ve been out of it for four days now.”

My heart just about seized in my chest.

“Four days?!”

had Cordelia and Rowena

but Rowena was certain you passed out from overextending yourself.” He

hoping to alleviate his grimace. When the crease in between his eyebrows smoothed out, I

is safe, but something else is going on, isn’t

remembering the feverish way they spoke to one another before I managed to

his lips, but it was

worried about his brother,

said lightly, an understanding smile curling at her

creased workout clothes she had on, I assumed she was on her

floor, the chord of her headphones hanging out the side

heard from him. He asks for a leadership position, then pulls this stunt. It doesn’t make sense.” Asher muttered, that crease

four days?” I frowned, my eyes darting between the two

shook her head, her blonde ponytail

told Asher, already. Brandon stopped by to see if

the witches and wanted

about near death experiences and

I wasn’t interested.” She snorted, then placed her

first time he’s gone off on a bender. Hell, you

in a smirk that made me wonder exactly what Brandon had done

as amused

I remember.”

a weeklong sex- induced bender with this chick and didn’t think to tell any

explained, flashing me the same amused

does sound like something Brandon would do.” I laughed

called during that time though to check in and let mom know he wasn’t dead in

his expression, my eyebrows inching closer together and lips

was a heathen at the best of times, but if there

called this

sent a text.” Asher

hips

if he could see the two of you worrying like a

her tone when she turned

huge deal of stress lately, but maybe

know how your brother is, and you know that sooner

him the rest of the week, and then we can start

you’re probably right.” Asher grunted, pinching the bridge

across the bond and made my

her gym bag and slung it over her shoulder, waving at the

got to head out or I’ll be late for

his phone in the toilet again.” She

you’re finally

bore without you, but I’ll let Chris know

she

second the front door

onto Asher’s lap, enveloped by his warmth

out a deep breath once I was settled against his chest, snaking his arms around my

nose in my hair and

think about this?”

through my lashes. ” Are you talking about your

“My brother.”

thought. “I think you should follow your gut. A big part of being Alpha is relying

hasn’t led you wrong yet. So, what’s your gut

a few long seconds,

telling me that

swirling like they

returned, I placed my fingers against it hoping it would disappear. When it didn’t, my

off into

tried to open myself to whatever it was

through the balcony doors was warm, almost

forest and soil. To

the windows, beautiful if not for the tightness

when you held your breath for too long and your lungs began to burn, almost on

loosened his hold enough for me to stare into his

the

pack and Zeke’s are both on lock down.

continued to grow, and fear

to sit here and stew in it. Not after spending the last four

feet,

my hips, hovering in case I

to raid the refrigerator. Then, I’m going to go and get

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