Alpha Asher By Jane Doe

 Chapter 152 – After promising another three times, grandma finally left to beat dad home. He had no clue she’d overheard him talking to Flora on the phone and found out about their get together, even though he should’ve realized you can’t hide anything from grandma.

Rowena slipped away to her bedroom after making me swear an oath I’d tell her, or Cordelia should something like that happen again. She left the three of us to eat grandma’s leftovers and brush through various sigil books. Beneath each hand drawn symbol was a tip to help make the spell stronger.

There was one sigil that sent my thoughts veering towards the marks on my neck. It wasn’t Asher’s on my mind, even though I showed off the cobalt mark every chance I had. Unfortunately, in doing so I also had no choice but to show off my other mark, the one belonging to Tristan.

The dull cold that clung to it made it almost impossible to forget.

“Since you’re good with sigils, you wouldn’t happen to know anything about removing a vampire’s mating mark?” It was impossible to keep my voice light after voicing a question like that. I settled for an awkward and drawn-out laugh. “I know the two aren’t related, I just-“

“In a way, they are. A mating mark binds you and another person on a spiritual level, and just like a sigil it won’t stray from its purpose. On the other hand, a sigil fades or vanishes once the spell reaches completion whereas a mating mark is for life…” My stomach was twisting and turning, riding the waves of my hope as it ebbed and flowed. It crashed into the rocky shore when Cordelia said, “As for how to remove it, there isn’t a magical remedy I know of that I can tell you…but if I may ask, has he tried marking someone else?”

“He doesn’t exactly have someone else to mark.” I grimaced. No matter how desperate I was to get this thing off my neck, I wouldn’t pass it to another unwilling soul.

“Right, well…I’ll see if there’s any spells or sigils that have to do with mating marks. In the meantime you should focus on your magic. The more attention you give it, the easier it should be to take control. After all, you can’t train a dog you never spend time with.”

When her eyes crinkled with sympathy my hope vanished, leaving me to succumb to the waves.

but steamy conversation with Asher through mind-link, I found myself sandwiched between the

over my mouth and smirked as my moans were muffled against his flesh. Tonight was

one of his own because the second he walked through the door, he attacked. His hands were

a good thing all I wore were baggy work-out clothes because within seconds they were scraps of fabric that littered the floor. He coaxed every single scream from my lips while his rough hands wound themselves in my hair, and his feral tongue explored my mouth. He hadn’t

to this sleepover of yours?” Asher raised an eyebrow from where he sat

me stumble. The temptation that swelled in my breast was overpowered by the soreness in between my

change

confetti. At some point we made it to the bedroom, which meant any piece of clothing not

you in every photo.” There wasn’t an ounce of shame or decency in his honey-flecked eyes, just that air of confidence that seemed utterly impenetrable. His lips twitched as surprise rippled across my face. “I was curious, so I found pictures from that night. It was hard to believe you grew up with that tool with how much you glared at him in

smile. “He kept saying I looked gothic like it was an insult, and what do you mean you didn’t

onto the bed. I landed with a light thud, giggling as he hovered over me and effectively

snorted, sending a puff of warm air against my neck from where his nose trailed along the soft skin. “As for Cassidy, she can be shallow and self-centered. Material things matter to her, and embarrassment is a betrayal she’ll spend the rest of her life punishing you for—something I do not speak from experience on, but I’ve met plenty

wanted to know more about Cassidy’s vengeful side, the confidence in which he spoke

you…” I chuckled weakly, then took a quick breath before I could back down. “What was it like growing

golden tones faded, I knew his mind had gone somewhere unpleasant. The