Alpha Asher By Jane Doe

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?

The kids a menace.” Ember exclaimed with a suspicious amount of warmth to her voice. Paired with the cocky tilt to her lips one

not the only menace I

an ounce of venom in her voice. Her eyes skimmed the room seconds later. She let out a

Country Club. While everything was a bit extravagant for my tastes, it was the only place big enough to hold a meeting this size. Compared to the pack–wide announcement we

ago, I had a long list of suspicions and doubts but one–by–one these girls managed

we walked down and knew that

you two made it in time.” I beamed, truly

over her shoulder. “Well, as the ambassador’s of the Witch

Even though she’d sooner lock herself in a dark room with Brandon than admit it

Ever the diplomatic twin, she reached out and grabbed my hand, giving it a quick squeeze. “We wouldn’t miss this for

the conversation could truly take off, the door opened

leave these past six months doting on his pregnant mate, peeked his head into

drawled, flashing me a gruff smile as though he could see the raw nerves throbbing beneath my

leaving my body in heavy waves. It would never cease to amaze me how I’d rather be neck–deep

all

into the hall, our entourage following closely behind. It was there, beneath the sloped ceilings. and crystal chandeliers that we met up with Tristan and

greeted me with a warm smile. Seeing as he and my sister

still a Princess, after all.

promoted Tristan to Head of the Royal Guard. Only instead of protecting

looked the part. Tristan, with his navy button down and dark slacks, matched the sparkly cocktail dress Holly had on, one that

ready for this?” She asked in her soft, melodic

entire demeanor had changed, and it was truly a sight to see. She no longer hid from the world and had even found

friendly smile she flashed me. “As ready as

to do amazing, and she knows it. Doesn’t

Princess backing her up.” Clara chimed in, a vision in her sea foam maxi dress. When paired

matching button down, had an

your fated mate was

my eye, his lips quirked up in his

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

waited by a set of

would lead outside, to the massive crowd

them all considering we had to carve a path through the crowd to make it to the very center

neatly trimmed grass that 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 by species, each cluster set with their own handful of guards for protection

that someday the

I led the way, following a path of silver silk laid on the ground to the very center of the field. Since it was

was Holly and Tristan, followed by Breyona and Giovanni, Zeke and Tessa, and then

look down on them as though they were beneath

was a large screen that would soon