Alpha Asher By Jane Doe

Chapter 226

A snarl tore through my chest and if it weren't for Asher’s hand on my lower back, his warmth pouring into my icy skin, I would've dug my fingers into her eye sockets.

Instead of having the wits to be afraid, Rowena laughed.

“No, you’re right. She’s too close to all of this. It would be much too obvious. Mm, perhaps it’s someone in the background, someone you never would’ve noticed lurking about. What about that half- breed sister of yours, Holly? She and I did spend quite a lot of time together.” She teased, flashing blood-stained teeth when Tristan let out a snarl of his own.

There wasn't a chance in hell I'd actually believe her, not with how enthusiastically she’s pointing fingers. She could cry witch all she wanted, but I trusted the people closest to me, my half-sister included.

Rowena began to laugh harder, and the sound of it gradually shifted from confident and poised, to a cackle that bordered on unhinged.

“Oh, there’s so many possibilities, but let’s not limit the suspects to only women. My sister in crime is powerful enough to take on the form of either gender, though not for too long.”

Asher’s hand tensed along my back, as did the rest of his body. It was my turn to reign him in, even though the sickly song in my veins told me to do the opposite.

He towered over her and snarled, “Her name. Tell us her fucking name.”

Rowena yawned, making a show of opening her mouth and fluttering her eyes like we were the ones boring her.

“No, I don’t think I will.” She mused. ”

Ask me something else. You're oozing testosterone and it’s making me sleepy.”

“Why Sean? Why him of all people?”

At first, I didn’t recognize the voice that spoke. I didn’t feel the words as they left my lips, but that was most likely because they were encased in layers of ice- dropping the temperature of the room by a few degrees.

Breyona shuddered, her warm breath coming out as a puff of white smoke.

lifted a single sculpted eyebrow at me. Goosebumps prickled along her bare arms, filling me with the smallest hint

Carson and that other boy were our first choices, do you? Please, who even are they? Where is the poetry in that? No, darling. If it wasn’t for your mate's commendable willpower, your friend over there,” Her

the other one, would be

now, so tempting that I inched closer to Asher, all but curling into him to keep the

first choices?” Breyona asked, her voice pitched

wasn't me controlling

eyes, which now looked like sewage rather than fragmented emeralds, latched onto my face. “You

that bitch.” Breyona

a laugh, “You won't have a choice in the matter. Besides, I think you'll be quite flattered to be one of the last werewolves in existence. I know I would if I were in

form rippling as pure shadow seemed to seep from her pores. If one of us didn't act soon,

breather.” I turned to Breyona, urging her with

“That's right.

snarl was overshadowed by the cell door swinging open and Giovanni stepping inside. She reacted to his touch immediately, her eyes fading back to their normal color and losing

the other witches hiding out at? You have to have a base

graced us with a smirk. The smug light in her eyes was enough proof to tell us she knew

there’s a subcategory of magic known as Illusion magic? It’s typically present in sigil, natural, and sometimes protection magics. Freya has a few witches with this affinity, though there's one in particular that’s very skilled. She can

the bond, warning me that Asher was seconds away from imploding and beginning the torture. It wasn’t

started peeling off her flesh, what information she was

my mind, and I needed to see if she’d answer them first before beginning the

me, I want you to tell me about it.” I

warn him off of tearing into

your magic quickly thanks to Breyona’s wonderful, but very much dead, parents.” Rowena smirked, staring at the window that led into the observation room as though she knew Breyona was right there, pressed against the glass and hanging onto

question, witch.” Asher growled, glowering down at her. “Fail to answer and I'll happily let Lola tear into you. I’m not sure

My heart skipped a beat, the darkness in my veins bubbling excitedly, it’s sickening song picking up pace, whispering promises

How do we break it?” Asher inquired in a

no way she’d actually tell us. I was more than sure I’d have to pry the truth from her brain after I cracked her skull like an