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?!”

and Rowena stop

could do anything to wake you up, but Rowena was certain you passed

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

but something else is going on,

one glance at Cassidy, remembering the feverish way they spoke to one another before I managed

but it was Cassidy that

mate’s just worried about his brother, even though there’s no

lightly, an understanding smile curling

streaming through the window and the perfectly creased workout clothes she

rested on the floor, the chord of her headphones

him. He asks for a leadership position, then

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

her head, her

Brandon stopped by to see if I wanted to go to some frat

he’d just gotten back from fighting the witches

death experiences and wanting to

interested.” She snorted, then placed her hand on

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

at Asher, her lips tilting in a smirk that

didn’t seem as amused but managed a

I remember.”

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

me the same

sound like something Brandon would do.” I laughed

though to check in

my eyebrows inching closer together

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

this

sent a text.” Asher

hips and shook her

of his life if he could see the two

tone

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

and you know that sooner or later, he always comes crawling

the week, and

Asher grunted, pinching the

his headache rippled across the

bag and slung it over her shoulder, waving

be late for training. Remember what I said

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

you’re

without you, but I’ll let Chris know you’re doing

our goodbye’s as she left, but our eyes were on one

second the front door

lap,

I was settled against his chest, snaking

his nose in my hair and inhaled sharply, I

think about this?” Asher murmured against

at him through my lashes. ” Are you talking about

“My brother.”

think you should follow your gut.

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

a few long seconds,

that something

to fill his eyes swirling like

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

feel it?” He asked, staring off into

tried to open myself to

through the balcony doors was warm, almost annoyingly

of the forest and soil. To anyone else, it

beautiful if not for the tightness in

when you held your breath for too long and

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

the

and Zeke’s are both on lock down.

feeling continued to grow, and fear quickly followed

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

that forced me onto my feet, then it was the fact

my hips, hovering in case I

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

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