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

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

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

glad everyone is safe, but something else is going

they spoke to

it was

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

lightly, an understanding smile curling at

of sunlight streaming through the window and the perfectly creased workout clothes she had

rested on the floor, the chord of her headphones

leadership position, then pulls this stunt. It doesn’t make sense.” Asher

from Brandon in four days?” I frowned, my eyes darting between

shook her head, her

if I wanted to

from fighting the witches and wanted to kick

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

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

This isn’t the first time he’s gone off on a bender.

an eyebrow at Asher, her lips tilting in a smirk that made me wonder exactly what Brandon had done all

didn’t seem as amused

remember.” He

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

explained, flashing me the same amused

like something Brandon would do.”

time though to 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

hasn’t called this

hasn’t even sent

her hips and

he could see the two of you worrying like a pair of mother

her tone when she turned

under a huge deal of stress

know that sooner or

say give him the rest of the week, and

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

his headache rippled across the bond and made

hefted her gym bag and slung it over her

I’ll be late for training. Remember

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

glad you’re finally

a bore without you, but I’ll let Chris know you’re doing alright. See you

goodbye’s as she left, but our

front door

being lifted onto Asher’s lap, enveloped

his chest, snaking his arms around my

he buried his nose in my hair and inhaled

this?” Asher murmured against my

” Are you talking about your brother or the

“My brother.”

think you should follow your gut. A

you wrong yet. So, what’s your

few long

telling me that something

his eyes swirling

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

off into the distance, eyes trained towards. our balcony

tried to open

in through the balcony doors was warm, almost annoyingly

forest and soil. To anyone else, it would’ve been

streaming through the windows, beautiful if not for the tightness

breath for too long and your lungs began to burn, almost on the verge of

loosened his hold enough for

have all of the warriors on high

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

to grow, and fear quickly followed in

sit here and stew in it. Not

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

hands on my hips, hovering

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

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