Alpha Asher By Jane Doe

Chapter 220

I was slammed back into my body, the impact tearing a ragged gasp from my throat.

Panic obscured my thoughts, my hands grasping at my chest, taking fistfuls of my shirt as I pulled it from my body to peer down at smooth, unblemished skin.

“I’m alive…” I panted, my heartbeat thundering in my ears. “It wasn’t me. I’m still here.”

The sensation of my soul slipping away, the very essence that made up my memories, hopes, dreams, and fears, was one I would never forget. Far beyond the physical pain was a peacefulness I never would’ve thought existed. It caressed the soul in feather-light touches, wrapping around that beacon of light in a protective embrace.

Remembering Death’s gentle touch brought tears to my eyes and made me wonder if that was how Sean felt-if he too felt at peace.

‘We have to go, Lola…’ Maya said softly, her tail curling around my thoughts.

As much as I wanted to stay and linger in that peaceful haze, it quickly began to slip through my fingers. Cordelia had been right, after all.

I was alive, and every beautiful, horrible moment was mine to shape.

With my blood-soaked knees forgotten, I pushed myself to my feet and stood tall, inhaling the crisp, silky air and letting it fill my lungs with life.

‘You’re right.’ I told her, drawing her presence to the forefront of my mind, embracing the sting of my bones shifting and growing. ‘We have work to do, Maya.’

Running through the forest, melting into the world around me as I worked in tandem with Maya and became one with nature itself, I thought back to what I saw in Cordelia’s memory.

I didn’t want to believe that there were traitors in this pack. That someone I trusted with my life and the lives of my people were secretly plotting our downfall. After what I’d seen I needed confirmation, and I knew just who to go to.

It was haunting to know that I was taking the same route Cordelia had been taking when she was forced to run into the forest.

Everything, even the heavy blanket of shadows draped along the main road, was exactly the same. This time around, there weren’t any cloaked witches creeping out of the forest, but that didn’t mean I let my guard down.

Keeping just a few feet inside the forest, I followed the shoulder of the main road until the dark outlines of buildings began to pop into view. As I pressed forward, the streetlamps with their gentle, golden glow provided just enough light to make out the smaller details and the washed-out colors of my surroundings.

side, but it was the unassuming office

one might think it were a bank or some nameless company with rows of cubicles and an army of overworked, underpaid employees. It was neither of those things, but its modern appearance was the perfect cover up for what was hidden within, spanning several feet below the earth.

my eyes at the place, a feeling of wrongness twisting my stomach into knots the same way

ounce of light and color until

foot. There was a slight kernel of exhaustion tugging at my eyelids from using

turned into thirty, and then twenty,

stopped in my tracks, the wind whistling in my ears as it ruffled my hair and billowed through the shattered windows and splintered door of the prison facility. When it came back out, stirred by another gust, it carried with it the scent

those cells. Men and women with families, mates that they

“Oh, no…”

Tessa, but Holly had said herself that Zeke was out helping

my heart drumming out a nervous beat in my ears, I reached out

is with you guys right now and that he’s out looking

going to stop by and check on Tessa, see if she knew anything about what the hell’s going on.’ She replied instantly. Silence

way she asked was cautious,

darkness behind my lids was identical to that of the forest and night sky. Battling the urge to shift and tear this entire

smell the blood from out here.’ I said, the crunch of my grinding teeth rumbling in the background.” I’m going to sound like a coward for saying this, but I-I can’t go in there. If Zeke’s down there, I

and see if there’s any survivors.’ Breyona’s voice, even thick with

and Lola…you’re not a

keep myself from succumbing to the grief and guilt battling in my brain, I latched

when you get here, but

are you

use my magic

to make it lead me straight to her.’ I replied, closing my eyes, and falling

hid, bright and all consuming, ready to

me to Tessa. Show

current of magic rippled over my skin, and when I closed my eyes I could see it take form behind my lids in a burst of golden light. It shot out of my stomach in a thin, straight line and skirted around the

to send me stumbling forward. The sensation

wall would feel like. Needless to say, it was an