Alpha Asher By Jane Doe

Chapter 214

Midnight, that was when Rowena would start the spell that would crack open Tessa’s mind and unleash her innermost thoughts.

There were risks involved, serious risks.

For one, Zeke could go insane. His own subconscious shredded in an attempt to reach Tessa’s. Two, what Tessa said. earlier could be right. 1

What if doing the spell doesn’t matter? What if the witches are already here?

We had all day to kill, and I was seriously not looking forward to it. Well, that was until Asher said he had something planned for us, something we needed to do. 1

“You’re not going to tell me where we’re going, are you?” I grumbled; my voice disgruntled even though my insides were. twisting with excitement.

Asher’s laugh was low and smooth, rumbling in his chest. It tickled the spot in between my shoulder blades, right where his body met my back.

Thanks to the blindfold he tied around my face, all I could see was red, scraggly fabric. He’d put it on right after we stopped by his

parent’s house and made me keep it on the entire car ride. Even my nose seemed content on betraying me, because the only scents I picked up were that of the town and forest.

“Nope. Not even if you begged.” He hummed thoughtfully. “Actually, scratch that. I might just tell you if you beg.”

Never one to pass up an opportunity, I dug my heels into the dirt and jutted my lower lip out in a pout.

“Where are we going? Please tell me,

Alpha.” I half purred; half whined.

Asher’s steps faltered, and the sudden loss of momentum made him press into my backside. I had to bite back a victorious laugh when I felt the imprint of his stiff cock against my lower back.

“Lola, I’d advise you not to do that.” He grunted; his voice lower.

“Why, Alpha? What’s going to happen to me?” I feigned innocence, my voice silky and sweet.

Asher’s heartrate jumped, and through the mate-bond I could feel his desire spike, heating like coals on the verge of bursting into flame.

I went to turn my head in his direction and felt the soft outline of his lips coast along my ear. His hands found my hips just as a shudder worked its way through me.

“I’m about three seconds away from bending you over the nearest tree stump and fucking you until you can’t walk. That’s what’s going to happen to you.”

Oh. 1

neck, licking and heating my flesh until I had to squeeze my legs shut to keep him from picking

us to. Is it better than you fucking me over the

groaned. “For Goddess’s

not going to have much of a choice if you

grinding the full length of his now fully erect

and every crunch of gravel

tree stump until I can’t walk does that mean you’ll carry me the rest of

Asher groaned.

“Lola.”

to behave the rest of the walk. There came a point where the heady crunch

a twig breaking beneath my feet could be heard, along with

hear the quiet whoosh of running water. Excitement bubbled in my stomach, bringing a smile

was accompanied by

chuckled, his hands on my waist to position and

for an answer, and instead worked to untie the blindfold obscuring my vision. When it fluttered to the ground, I greedily took

my heart began

were standing in front of one of the most beautiful gifts of nature I’d

feet away, rippling

distance its shape reminded me of a jellybean, but the lake itself

cascaded down a jagged slope of interconnecting rocks, pouring down the ridges and grooves until it emptied into the

a small man -made beach comprised of pale sand that glittered

of the small dunes was a woven blanket, one I recognized since it had come from our house. There was a quaint little picnic basket nestled right in

the words clinging to my

side of my neck when he rested his chin on my shoulder. He toyed with one of the straps to

up any particular

kisses

long ago, in a past life that belonged to some other version of myself. Truly, it had only

tender kisses were replaced by the rough bite of tree bark as it pressed

in

nearly as beautiful, but

a lacy bra and underwear, not knowing that Asher was nearby

fluttered open when I remembered the way he towered over me, forcing me against the tree with his calloused hands, fighting the very fire that now licked at

“Well?” He purred.

along my throat. The pain melted into something that felt too good, and that feeling sank lower, reaching the apex