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

crease in between his eyebrows

is safe, but something

remembering the feverish way they spoke to one another before I managed to

lips, but it was

worried about his brother, even though there’s no

an understanding smile curling at her glossed

and the perfectly creased workout clothes she had on, I assumed she was on her way to

the chord of

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

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

head, her

already. Brandon stopped by to see if

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

about near death experiences and wanting to get drunk, but that’s

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

know your brother. This isn’t the first time he’s gone off on a

her lips tilting in a smirk that made me

didn’t seem as amused but managed a

remember.”

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

same amused look she’d given

sound like something Brandon would

frowned. “He called during that time though to check in

eyebrows inching closer

heathen at the best of times, but if there was one

called this time?” I

sent a text.”

her hands on her hips and shook

if he could see the two of you

tone

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

know that sooner or later, he always

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

Asher grunted,

rippled across the bond and made my eyebrows

and slung it over her

I’ll be late for training.

just partied too hard and lost his phone in the toilet

you’re

a bore without you, but I’ll let

goodbye’s as she left, but our

the front

onto Asher’s lap,

a deep breath once I was settled against his chest, snaking his arms around my waist, and holding

my hair

about this?” Asher murmured against my

him through my lashes. ” Are you talking

“My brother.”

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

you wrong yet.

few long seconds,

me that something

of gold began to fill his eyes swirling like they were suspended

that crease on his forehead returned, I placed my fingers

into the distance, eyes trained towards. our

instead tried to open

breeze wafting in through the balcony doors

the forest and soil. To anyone else,

through the windows, beautiful

held your breath for too long and your lungs began to

loosened his hold enough for me to

all of the warriors on

and Zeke’s are both on lock down. The only ones going in or out are

and fear quickly

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

growing determination that forced me onto my feet, then it

hands on my hips, hovering in case

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

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