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?!”

Cordelia and Rowena stop

up, but Rowena was certain you passed out from

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

something

feverish way they spoke

pursed his lips, but it was Cassidy

worried about his brother, even though there’s no

said lightly, an understanding smile

perfectly creased workout clothes she had on, I assumed she

gym bag rested on the floor, the chord of her

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

from Brandon in four days?” I frowned, my

her head, her

already. Brandon stopped by to see if I wanted to go to

he’d just gotten back from fighting the witches and

about near death experiences and wanting to get drunk, but

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

the first time he’s gone off on a bender. Hell, you remember when he met that

Asher, her lips tilting in a smirk that made me wonder exactly what

seem as amused but managed a

I remember.” He

induced bender with this chick and didn’t think to tell any of us

explained, flashing me the same amused look

Brandon would do.” I

check in and let mom know he wasn’t

matched his expression, my eyebrows inching closer together and

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

hasn’t called this

he hasn’t even sent a text.” Asher

on her hips

see the two of you worrying like a pair

her tone when she

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

you know that sooner or later, he always

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

grunted, pinching the bridge

rippled across the bond and made

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

I’ll be late for training. Remember what

just partied too hard and lost his phone in the toilet again.” She snorted, shaking

you’re finally

you, but I’ll let Chris know you’re doing alright. See you

goodbye’s as she

the front

Asher’s lap,

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

buried his nose in my hair and inhaled sharply,

do you think about this?” Asher murmured against my

at him through my lashes. ” Are you talking about

“My brother.”

“I think you should follow your gut. A big

wrong yet. So, what’s

long seconds, he

telling me that something isn’t

gold began to fill his eyes swirling like they were suspended in oil

flattened into a thin line, and when that crease on his forehead returned, I placed my fingers against it

off into the distance, eyes trained towards. our

reply right away and instead tried to open myself to whatever it was he

balcony doors was warm, almost annoyingly

outdoors, of the forest and soil. To

windows, beautiful if not for the tightness in

like when you held your breath for too long and your lungs

feel it.” I replied, squirming until Asher loosened his hold enough for me

the warriors on

both on lock down. The only ones

feeling continued to grow, and

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

forced me onto my feet,

his hands on my hips, hovering in

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

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