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

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

hoping to alleviate his grimace. When the crease in between his eyebrows

safe, but something

glance at Cassidy, remembering the feverish way they spoke to

it

his brother, even though there’s

understanding smile curling at her glossed

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

bag rested on the floor, the chord

from him. He asks for a leadership

from Brandon in four days?” I

head,

if I

just gotten back from fighting the

and wanting to get drunk, but

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

he’s gone off on a bender. Hell, you remember

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

as amused but managed

remember.” He

chick and didn’t think to

same amused look she’d given

Brandon

frowned. “He called during that time though to check in and let mom know he wasn’t

matched his expression, my eyebrows inching closer

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

this time?”

sent a

planted her hands on her hips and

his life if he could see the

tone when she

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

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

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

probably right.” Asher grunted, pinching the bridge of his

of his headache rippled across the bond and made my eyebrows

gym bag and slung it over her shoulder, waving at

I’ll be late for training. Remember what I said

partied too hard and lost his phone in the toilet again.” She

glad you’re

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

she left, but our eyes were on one

the front door slammed

Asher’s lap, enveloped by his warmth and

against his chest, snaking his arms around my waist,

he buried his nose in my hair and inhaled

do you think about this?”

lashes. ” Are you

“My brother.”

lost in thought. “I think you should follow your gut.

led you wrong yet. So,

long seconds, he

telling me that something

fill his eyes swirling like they were suspended in

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

asked, staring off into the distance,

instead tried to open myself to whatever

in through the balcony doors was

carried the scents of the outdoors, of the forest and

through the windows, beautiful if not for the tightness in

when you held your breath for too long and your lungs began to burn, almost

I replied, squirming until Asher loosened his hold enough

of the warriors on

pack and Zeke’s are both on lock down.

continued to grow, and fear

here and stew in it. Not

it wasn’t my growing determination that forced me onto my feet, then it was

hips, hovering in case I

and get some

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