Alpha Asher By Jane Doe

I stayed on the couch wallowing in my pain until the smell of dinner lifted my spirits. My grandma was cooking again and as much as my Dad protested I could tell he had missed her cooking.

We sat around the table eating dinner and exchanging stories. Dad wanted to know all about what I had gotten into while I was gone.

“So you already finished high school?” Sean asked, I could tell he was somewhat jealous. Sean graduated a year ago at the age of 18. While I was home schooled, he was forced to go to the local public school.

“Yup, I officially graduated.” I teased, sticking my tongue out at him.

My Dad smiled at us as we bickered, “Now only one more year to go and you can find your mate.” My Dad winked at me. My nineteenth birthday wasn’t for a couple months now.

From eighteen every werewolf is able to sense their mate. That is, if they’re within sniffing distance. Though I haven’t.

“Jeez, can you imagine that. Her mate is gonna have to put up with a lot.” Sean smirked at me.

I rolled my eyes at him, “I’m definitely not going to make it easy on him.”

“So, who the hell trained you while you were gone? Alpha’s been here for a week and I haven’t seen anyone able to keep up with him.” Sean frowned, obviously interested in my trainer.

Me and my grandma met eyes just for a second.

“It didn’t feel like I was keeping up with him.” I shrugged, wincing at my sore shoulder.

“You definitely were. Everyone else got pummeled bloody.” Sean cringed. “He made each of us fight him one on one to see what were capable of.”

“So that means he wont be my partner tomorrow?” I asked cheerfully. My dread about tomorrow was dissipating by the second.

“I guess not.” Sean shrugged, “Now tell me, whose your trainer?”

Stifling a nervous giggle, I replied “Oh just grandma’s neighbor. He’s really skilled in jujitsu and stuff.” I shrugged as if it weren’t a big deal.

I shot my grandma a sly look and she winked back at me.

“Do you have any plans for the weekend, Lola?” My Dad asked in between bites.

Tomorrow was Friday, leaving Saturday and Sunday training-free.

“Mm, not really. I don’t exactly have friends here anymore.” I shrugged. In fact, I hadn’t had any friends all year. My only company had been grandma, Chris, and the employee’s of the supermarket we would often go to.

I didn’t feel the need to surround myself with people anymore.

“You could always talk to Breyona y’know.” Sean shrugged as if it weren’t a big deal.

I sighed and bit my lip, “I don’t know about that. She’s probably still mad at me, I know I would be.”

Breyona was one of my closest friends, but when Tyler and I started dating I set her to the side. Tyler had his own group of friends that didn’t care for Breyona and like an idiot I chose them over her.

“I wouldn’t be so sure about that,” Sean shrugged “I talked to her during practice and she asked how you had been. She said she felt terrible about what happened between you and Tyler.”

“Really, she said that?” I felt myself smile in spite of everything, maybe it wouldn’t be so bad to talk to her.

“She did. It’s been a year since then, Lola. She might’ve moved on from the past.” Sean shrugged.

practically swaying on my feet from exhaustion. As sore as I felt,

something crinkle beneath me. Groaning ever so dramatically, I rolled over and picked up the crumpled piece of paper I had laid

Welcome Home, Lola.

familiar, but I couldn’t place where I

the note in one of my dresser

over as I fell asleep on top of my

in the morning bright and early, actually having remembered to set

and a matching pair of shorts. I even managed to put

way over to the rest of the trainee’s. As always the large room we trained in was bare, only thin foam flooring

see you’re not late today.” Sean smirked at

“I’m the poster

voice called

turned and looked into a pair of familiar dark eyes. Breyona gave me a small smile. I noticed how different she actually looked. Her dirty blonde hair was cropped short in one of those pixie

see you.” I

me a small smile and a nod,

“Tell that

ran to the locker room and shoved my bag inside one of the lockers, rushing to get back

Alpha Asher’s deep voice called out. Not that I’d ever admit this, but his voice alone

your attention, while his words

switching between offensive and defensive moves. Alexander

looks even better today.” Maya

paying

my eyes drift from his untidy hair to his honeycomb eyes. He really did look good today. He wore a simple black t-shirt and a pair of loose

paired off into their groups. I stifled a groan as I saw Alpha Asher make his way over to

on time today.” His honey comb eyes stared down

jaw and I noticed the muscle in his jaw was still. I couldn’t help but wonder if it only

that theory aren’t you.” Maya sighed, shaking her

me you aren’t curious.”

batting

when he ran his fingers through his tousled hair, keeping a straight face as he

huffed at him. Before I had the chance to take a damn

I’m small and fast, so I can

Alpha Asher was an entirely different

move he made was calculated specifically for me. It was like he instantly knew his

against Alpha Asher was my agility. I had taken gymnastics until I was fourteen, and still practiced what I had learned. Agility would’ve been more

and harder to focus on training when

being murderous he looked

to gain muscle. I can hardly feel your blows.” Alpha Asher snapped, pulling me from

at him, “I’m only 105lbs, there’s only so much muscle I can

be a match for me.”

my teeth together, trying to fight past the anger that boiled in my veins. I felt my fists clench

let me start training, insisting I was too small to survive in a real fight. Jokes

at Alpha Asher. I managed to easily dodge his attempt at slamming me to the ground. Rolling to the side and jumping to my feet, I swung my fist at the side of his face. I used all the strength I had

smiled as my fist made contact with Alpha Asher’s cheek.

Alpha Asher