Alpha Asher By Jane Doe

Chapter 242

Chapter 242

Epilogue

Six Months Later

“Does this ever get easier?” I groaned, swiping a hand over my forehead. A thin sheen of sweat clung to my skin, running from temple to temple.

There wasn’t one specific person I spoke to, rather the entirety of my friends and family that had gathered for this historical event. Naturally, my eyes strayed to my mate, the beacon that never once failed to lead me through the dark.

His lips quirked up at the side, eyes sparkling with significantly less shadows than before. He was slowly learning to forgive himself for the death’s of our pack members. “I wish I could say it does, but I’d be lying.”

Zeke let out a cheeky snort. “Way to make her feel confident. You’ve got this, Lola. You’re a natural.”

Breyona peeked her head from around Giovanni’s massive shoulder. “Besides, if you choke you can always work a little magic and make everyone forget about it.”

“Hah! With my luck I’ll get a little too magic happy and make the whole pack forget about me.” A genuine chuckle slid past my lips as my friends continued with their playful banter. I was quickly pulled into the arms of my mate, whose embrace

I accepted with a blissful sigh.

His lips skimmed my ear, brewing all sorts of thoughts that were not suited for tonight’s events. “Zeke’s right, though.

You were meant for this. You won’t choke.

After all, look at all you’ve accomplished.”

I placed my hand against his taut chest, tapping the thick pad of muscle I felt just below his shirt. “All that we’ve accomplished.” I corrected him. “I would’ve never been able to do this without you.”

Asher looked as stunning as ever, playing the part of Alpha to near perfection. He, like the rest of us, were dressed in a mixture of both professional and casual attire. While we needed to step into our roles tonight, we also needed to present an air of comfort and unity to make the

Witches and Vampire’s in audience feel right at home.

After all, it wasn’t just a few Witches and Vampire’s in audience. 1

It was all of them. Well, almost all. Those who wanted to voice their opinions, lend their hand in shaping this new future that would cater to us all, stood in attendance.

Truthfully, I couldn’t have done any of it without the help of two unlikely allies.

“I swear, that child gets all her sass from you, Ember. Angelica used to be a sweet, docile thing before you got to her.” Tessa scolded her sister as the two of them entered the room.

Ember kicked the door shut behind her with the sharp heel of her boot, and began to take in the contents of the room with a hand propped on her hip. A quick flick of her eyes over the velvet furniture, hand–woven rugs, and paintings hung in golden frames, was all she needed before cocking a sculpted eyebrow at her sister.

“Please, do you even know Angelica?

amount of warmth to her voice. Paired with the cocky tilt to her lips

not the only menace

in her voice. Her eyes skimmed the room seconds later. She let out a small sound of appreciation.

the only place big enough to hold a meeting this size. Compared to the pack–wide announcement we had well over a year ago, revealing the

radiant warmth. Six months ago, I had a long list of suspicions and

that with time and patience, I’d eventually trust these two with more than just my

you two made it in time.” I

sniffed, flipping her thick mane of fire–kissed hair over her shoulder. “Well, as the ambassador’s of the Witch community we couldn’t very well miss tonight, could

room with Brandon than admit it (her words, not mine), I knew she was becoming

eyebrows matched that of her smile. Ever the diplomatic twin, she reached out and grabbed my hand,

off, the door

months doting on

time folks.” He drawled, flashing me a gruff smile as though he could see the raw

hands, visualizing the stress leaving my body in heavy waves. It would

we all had

behind. It was there, beneath the sloped

who I had recently denounced as my first–in–command, greeted me with a warm smile. Seeing as he and my sister were now an item, I figured I should no longer come as

still a Princess, after all. And

deserved a mate that would look after her and her alone. Which is exactly why I promoted Tristan to Head of the Royal Guard. Only instead of

and dark slacks, matched the sparkly cocktail dress Holly had on,

She asked in

changed, and

returning the friendly smile she flashed me. “As ready

and she knows it. Doesn’t hurt that she

chimed in, a vision in her sea foam maxi dress. When paired with her dark skin and curly

matching button down, had an arm wrapped around

with losing your fated mate was nowhere to

my eye, his lips quirked up in

Unless, you want to be late to your own event.” Tristan said smoothly, tilting his

Beta, who waited by a

that would lead outside, to the massive crowd I

see them all considering we had to carve a

surrounded us was the country club’s golf course. All twenty–seven holes were packed with people. Since things were still a bit rocky, the crowd was divided

our goal that someday

I led the way, following a path of silver silk laid on the ground to the very center of the field. Since it was the dead of night, lamp posts wrapped in ivy sat scattered

us was Holly and Tristan, followed by Breyona and Giovanni,

didn’t want to stand above the masses, to look down on them as though they were beneath us all. What I wanted was

feet in the air was a large screen that would

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