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 stop

you up, but Rowena was certain you passed out from overextending

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

but something else is going

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

pursed his lips, but it

brother, even though

understanding smile curling at her glossed

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

the floor, the chord of her headphones hanging out

heard from him. He asks for a leadership position, then pulls this

I

her head, her

told Asher, already. Brandon stopped by to see if

fighting the witches and wanted to kick

death experiences and wanting to get

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

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

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

amused but managed

remember.”

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

flashing me the same

something Brandon

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

matched his expression, my eyebrows inching

if there was one thing he

called this

he hasn’t even sent a text.” Asher

hips and shook her head at

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

giggled, softening her tone when she turned

been under a huge deal of stress lately, but maybe you’re being just

and you know that sooner or later, he

say give him the rest of the week, and then we can start sending out

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

phantom throb of his headache rippled across the bond and made my

it over

head out or I’ll be late for training. Remember what I said though,

toilet again.” She snorted, shaking

glad you’re

but I’ll let Chris know you’re doing

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

the front

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

once I was settled against his chest, snaking his arms around my waist, and

he buried his nose in my hair and inhaled sharply, I didn’t fight

think about this?” Asher

peered up at him through my lashes. ” Are you talking about your brother

“My brother.”

think you should follow your gut. A big part of being Alpha is relying on your

yet. So, what’s your gut telling

a few long seconds,

telling me that something isn’t

swirling like they

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

into the distance, eyes trained towards. our balcony

away and instead tried to

through the balcony doors was warm, almost

the scents of the outdoors, of the forest and soil. To anyone

streaming through the windows, beautiful if not for the tightness in

for too long and your

until Asher loosened his hold enough for me to stare into

all of the warriors

both on lock down. The only ones going in

grow, and fear quickly followed in

was going to sit here and stew in it.

my feet, then it was the

hands on my hips, hovering in case

and get some damn answers.

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