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

anything to wake you up, but Rowena was certain you passed out from

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

is safe, but something

one glance at Cassidy, remembering the feverish way they spoke to one

his lips, but it

about his brother, even

smile curling at her glossed

sunlight streaming through the window and the perfectly creased workout clothes she had on, I assumed she was on her

the floor, the chord of her headphones hanging out the side

a leadership position, then pulls this stunt. It doesn’t make sense.”

one’s heard from Brandon in four days?” I frowned, my eyes darting between the

her head, her blonde ponytail

Asher, already. Brandon stopped by to see if I wanted to go to some frat party days

back from fighting the witches and wanted to kick back and have

and wanting to get

interested.” She snorted, then placed her hand on

you know your brother. This isn’t the first time he’s gone off on a bender. Hell, you remember

lips tilting in a smirk that made me wonder

seem as amused but managed a

remember.” He

weeklong sex- induced bender with this chick and

same amused

something Brandon would do.” I

called during that time though to check in

expression, my eyebrows inching closer together and

of times, but if there was one thing he cared about it was his parents,

this time?”

even sent a text.” Asher

her hips

complain for the rest of his life if he could see the two of you worrying like a

giggled, softening her tone

a huge deal of stress

brother is, and you know

week, and then we can

probably right.” Asher grunted, pinching the bridge of

across the bond and made my

her gym bag and slung it over her

out or I’ll be late

the toilet again.” She snorted, shaking her head like she was reliving a

glad you’re finally awake,

bore without you, but I’ll let Chris know you’re doing alright. See

she left, but our eyes were on one

second the front door

Asher’s lap,

once I was settled against his chest,

my hair and

you think about this?” Asher

lashes. ” Are you talking about your brother or

“My brother.”

thought. “I think you should follow your gut.

led you wrong yet. So, what’s your gut

a few long

me that something isn’t

to fill his eyes swirling like they were

and when that crease on his forehead returned, I placed my fingers against it hoping it would disappear. When it didn’t,

staring off into

to open

wafting in through the balcony doors

outdoors, of the forest and soil. To anyone else, it would’ve

unbridled sunlight streaming through the windows, beautiful

like when you held your breath for too long and your

squirming until Asher loosened his hold

all of the warriors on

on lock down. The only ones going in or out are

continued to grow, and fear

to sit here and stew in

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

hips, hovering in

I’m going to go and get some damn answers. Are you in?” I asked him, holding out my

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