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

wake you up, but Rowena was certain you passed out from overextending yourself.”

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

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

Cassidy, remembering the feverish way they spoke to one

his lips, but it was

worried about his brother, even though there’s no reason

said lightly, an understanding smile curling

amount of sunlight streaming through the window and the perfectly creased workout clothes she

chord of her headphones

a leadership position, then pulls this stunt.

from Brandon in four days?” I frowned, my eyes darting between

head, her

if I wanted to go to some frat party

said he’d just gotten back from fighting the witches and wanted to kick back and

about near death experiences and wanting to get drunk, but

interested.” She snorted, then placed

isn’t the first time he’s gone off on a bender. Hell, you remember when he

that made me wonder exactly what Brandon had done all those years

amused but managed a slight

remember.”

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

the same amused

Brandon would do.” I laughed

though to check in and let mom

expression, my eyebrows inching

the best of times, but if there was one thing

hasn’t called this time?” I

even sent a

her hips and

the rest of his life if he could see

tone when she

huge deal of stress lately, but maybe you’re

and you know that sooner or later, he always comes

rest of the week, and then we can start sending out search parties.”

probably right.” Asher grunted, pinching the bridge of

headache rippled across the bond and made my eyebrows

bag and slung it over her shoulder, waving at the

or I’ll be late

probably just partied too hard and lost his phone in the toilet again.” She snorted, shaking her head like she was

glad you’re

let Chris know you’re doing

and I shouted our goodbye’s as she left, but our eyes were

front door

being lifted onto Asher’s lap, enveloped by his warmth and spicy

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

my hair

think about this?” Asher murmured against

”

“My brother.”

should follow your gut. A big part

led you wrong yet. So, what’s your

a few long seconds,

me that

his eyes swirling like they

line, and when that crease on his forehead returned, I placed my fingers against it hoping it would disappear. When it

staring off into the distance, eyes

and instead tried to open myself to whatever it

in through the balcony doors was

the forest and soil. To

windows, beautiful if not for the tightness in my

you held your breath for too long and your lungs began

I replied, squirming until Asher loosened his hold enough for me to stare into

the warriors on

down. The

to grow, and fear quickly followed in

no way I was going to sit here and stew in it. Not after spending the

onto my feet, then it was the fact that my stomach was

kept his hands on my hips, hovering

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

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