Alpha Asher By Jane Doe

Read Alpha Asher [by Jane Doe] Chapter 79 – The blood that coated my stomach and hands was warm in comparison to the shadow’s ice coated words. Maya recoiled at their price; her hackles raised as an earsplitting growl reverberated throughout my mind. Breyona was still crouched over Giovanni, her eyes burning madly as she watched the shadows pulse around my body.

They had asked the unthinkable, and Breyona had agreed blindly.

“She’ll pay it.” I whispered, meeting Breyona’s burning gaze. “Now save him.”

The shadows pulsed around my body, slithering between my legs as they raced towards Breyona.

“What–what was the price?” Breyona whimpered, her body unnaturally still as the shadows glided around her body.

‘Your wolf form–” I croaked. Pain wracked through my body, but it wasn’t originating from the wound in my stomach. The pain coursing through me was for my friend and what she was willing to give up for her mate.

Her wolf would remain in her mind, trapped in a flesh-p****n. Unable to shift and roam the earth, unable to feel the dirt beneath her paws. Breyona had made the ultimate sacrifice for Giovanni, and I prayed he was willing to do the same.

“Their taking my wolf?” Her voice was small, smaller than I had ever heard it before. Breyona’s voice was paper-thin glass, transparent as fear bled into her eyes.

“She’ll still be there–within you.” My voice cracked as I struggled to force the words from my mouth. “But you won’t be able to shift anymore. That’s–that’s their price.”

Realization dawned in her eyes as one of the shadows surged forward, latching onto Breyona’s chest. I was rooted in place as a gut-wrenching scream tore from Breyona’s mouth, cracking as her vocal cords struggled from the pressure.

After just a few moments, the screaming died down, turning into a heartbroken whimper. Everything within me erupted into agony at the sight of her face, and for a moment I wished I had been the one to pay the price.

One by one the shadows glided away from Breyona and over to Giovanni. The blood coating his body was thick and had a sweet smell to it. I knew without the shadows, Breyona’s mate would be all but lost.

The shadows caressed Giovanni’s body, and Breyona’s eyes widened as the shadow’s voices spilt into the air. I could hear the sharp breath Asher su*ked in, and knew he could hear them as well.

‘Remove the knife from his chest, she-wolf.’ They hissed, their silky movements becoming still as they waited impatiently.

Breyona grasped the handle of the knife tightly, unresponsive as the silver coating seared her skin. Giovanni let out a grunt as the knife slipped from his chest and clattered to the pavement. She tore away the ripped shirt that covered his chest, exposing a smooth plane of bronze colored skin.

The shadows had wasted little time, gliding over Giovanni’s body to the wound that sat just above his heart. I watched in painful silence as the threads of his flesh formed together, muscle connecting to muscle, and his life-blood running dry.

The shadows slithered away from his body, wrapping once around my ankles as though they were parting me goodbye.

The street was silent, the only noise coming from Giovanni’s chest. A dull thud that grew stronger, faster, as the wounds within his body healed. When his eyes fluttered open, a sob tore from Breyona’s chest. She threw herself into Giovanni’s arms, her body shaking as his arms snak*d around her body.

Giovanni’s dark eyes met my own, and for a moment, I swore there was a message deep within his intrusive gaze.

Asher was at my side in seconds, his hands shaking as they peeled away the bottom layer of my dress. Blood had soaked into the black fabric, staining his skin as his hands roamed my stomach.

Asher.” I hissed; my

Lola.” Asher met my eyes with murderous intensity, his hands trembling as they brushed across my b****y skin. Asher shot a hard look at Giovanni and Breyona, “Stay

nowhere else to go.” I could see a flash of surprise in Asher’s gaze at Giovanni’s unexpected response, followed

hard, guarded as his hands ran over the smooth skin of

He was listening to our entire conversation, and while Breyona seemed

burning with emotion, each flashing in his gaze faster than I could process. His rough hand remained on

for her?” Asher turned away from me,

swelled, feral dominance filling his voice as he stepped into the position of Alpha. His honey eyes were darkening, heavy flecks of gold swirling in his gaze. Giovanni met his stare unflinchingly, his arms never once wavering from Breyona’s shaking

and I noted there was no

though there was no malice in his words. “A place in the pack? You would join a community that holds nothing but

remains, then yes.” Giovanni nodded, his arms

on me at the sight of them together. Breyona had been with him

me, and I found myself wondering how different Vampire’s truly were to Werewolves. Asher was right, this town harbored much animosity towards Vampire’s, and for

my own pack reject me if they knew

whispered through the mind-link, even though no one

on Giovanni, but his voice filtered through my

‘What?’

trust me?’ I asked, and this time his eyes found my own. Confusion lingered in his eyes,

‘I do.’ He responded.

time to interrupt. ‘Question him, keep him away from

His voice was laced with anger, though not directed towards me. ‘You would have this pack harbor a Vampire, knowing the deaths

I had admitted the truth to someone other than myself or Maya. ‘It is not right to allow me to remain here, while casting

involved with the deaths and attacks on this pack. For all we

understand that.’ I replied, my voice cracking at the thought of my Dad dragging a wounded Sean into the house. ‘He is Breyona’s mate for a reason, Asher. I think things are changing. I think–I think Vampire’s and Werewolves have

from Asher’s pores as we locked eyes, but I could also see the unwavering trust he held for me. The emotion was strong enough to bring tears

to Giovanni, his voice lowering into a rough growl. At Asher’s words, Breyona’s eyes snapped up. “Lola has convinced me otherwise. She has convinced

sets of eyes met my own, Breyona’s and Giovanni’s. Each burned with gratitude, but Giovanni’s was

would accept me.” Giovanni’s light accent curled around his words, “I did

an Alpha coursing through his veins. “Your existence will not be revealed to this pack–not yet. They will not take kindly to your presence here. There is a house on the

Asher. Yet, I thank you for your hospitality.” Giovanni nodded; his face oddly serene as

you should thank.” Alpha Asher grunted, “Thank Lola, without her you would

nodded, keeping his intense gaze on my face. Gently, Giovanni stood and pulled Breyona into his arms. Her hazel eyes were wide and blood-shot as they burned into my face. I watched as her lips parted

decided to stay with me.” I promised her, “I’ll tell her you’re

edges of her lips pulled up in a small smile, but I could see the shattered pieces of her heart slicing into her skin. I could see the pain of Breyona and her wolf lingering in those hazel eyes, celebrating

in his arms, Giovanni darted down the road, his body becoming blurred from