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?

kids a menace.” Ember exclaimed with a suspicious amount of warmth to her voice. Paired with

not the only menace I

the room seconds later. She let out a small sound of

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

Six months ago, I had a long list

see the road we walked down and knew that with time and

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

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 we?”

chest. Even though she’d sooner lock herself in a dark room with Brandon than admit it (her words, not mine), I knew she was becoming just as fond of me as I was of

twin, she reached out and grabbed my hand, giving it a quick squeeze. “We wouldn’t

the conversation could truly take off, the

who had been on leave these past six months doting on his

a gruff smile as though he could see the raw nerves

stress leaving my body in heavy waves. It would never cease to

all had

stepped out into the hall, our entourage following closely behind. It was there, beneath the sloped ceilings.

a warm smile. Seeing as he and my sister

Princess,

is exactly why I promoted Tristan to Head of the Royal Guard. Only instead of protecting me with his life, he’d

slacks, matched the sparkly cocktail dress Holly had on, one that showed her lithe

this?” She

spending the last six months with an actual therapist, she had grown in strength. Her entire demeanor had changed, and it was truly a

hers, returning the friendly smile she flashed me. “As ready as

and she knows it. Doesn’t hurt that she has a bunch

foam maxi dress. When paired with her dark skin and curly hair, it made her look

down, had an arm wrapped around

that came with losing your fated mate was

Catching my eye, his lips quirked up in his

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

by a

that would lead outside, to the massive crowd I knew was

It was all too easy to see them all considering we had to carve a path through

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

that someday the

and 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

Holly and Tristan, followed by Breyona and Giovanni,

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

in the air was a large screen that

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