Alpha Asher By Jane Doe

Alpha Asher Novel [by Jane Doe] Chapter 180

“Three witches, three vampires, and three werewolves…” I heard myself say.

The corpses of Carmen and Devin came to mind, both strategically placed shortly after their gruesome murders. It brought me no peace to learn that their deaths were for a specific purpose.

Learning the truth had renewed my rage, but also invoked a wave of disgust that made me nauseous. 2

I had no doubt that the witches were more than willing to knock off a few of their own if it meant getting what they wanted.

‘That’s why we’ll win in the end. Even under Tyler’s rule our pack had more loyalty for its members than the witches.’ Maya huffed, her tail swishing in agitation.

“We have to assume they’ve already sacrificed three of their own. There’s no reason why they’d wait if they have three witches readily available. Hell, they probably offered themselves willingly. We know they’ve killed more than one Vampire, which leaves…” Tristan trailed off, his voice fading but his grimace was answer enough.

“Which leaves one more werewolf.” Deacon mused gruffly, one of his thick arms crossed over his chest as he tapped on his chin. The way he regarded me wasn’t the way an uncle would look at his niece, but the way a predator would size up its prey.

‘He’s shit out of luck, then. We’ve never been prey, and if he’s stupid enough to attack, he’ll learn that fast.’ Maya chimed in, hackles raised and ready to fight.

1 anticipated Deacon’s comment and had a retort dangling off the tip of my tongue.

“We could nip all this in the bud real quick by just killing you.” He shrugged one of his meaty shoulders, “You’d be saving one of your own.”

“Go ahead and try.” I dared him.

Off to the side, Dina stiffened. She’d jump in if it was brought to a fight, that was a given. I didn’t have to divert my attention from Deacon to know Tristan was glowering at her, issuing a silent dare of his own.

For half a second, Deacon looked like he might just take me up on my offer, but after a long pause of silence, he huffed and shook his head.

“Don’t really feel like fending off a feral Alpha. I’m banking I’d kill him in the end, but not before he slaughtered half the Vampire population.”

I twisted my lips into a humorless smirk. “Looks like hiding all these years made you smart. Good to know.”

Deacon barked out an amused laugh, “You sure you aren’t my kid? Can’t see my brother removing the stick up his ass long enough to make one.”

greasy hair was slicked back, giving me the perfect

because

She asked, her

eyes were

through his hair hard enough to tear a few strands out. “Shit, Deacon. They just pulled up. They must’ve been watching us.

commanded, his tone firm but not

a moment. He stared Tristan and I down, towering over us both in height and physique. I knew he was noticing how Tristan had inched closer to my side, his hand wrapped firmly around my arm. Before my heart could thud a second time, Deacon had come to whatever conclusion

at the fire exit on the west side of the building. Bring the witches to me, then join the others.” Deacon growled, frowning when Spence scrambled into action, nearly wiping out on

had somehow become even more grim and severe,

Thank you, by the way, for not making him stick

jutted his chin at Tristan and

eyebrows crept halfway up my forehead once I heard him say that. He let out a puff of air that sounded like both a scoff and a snort, but I wasn’t sure if

our destruction. Best chance we got is if you somehow win this thing, considering you weren’t lying to my face about how much you care about Vamps.” He grunted, puffing out his chest as

spine was rigid, and her jaw set in harsh angles that added to the deadly aura she was giving off. Even

bit back the thought that popped into my head before I blurted it out, but that didn’t stop it from playing itself on repeat behind

would’ve made a

his voice low and face blank, completely unaffected by her

cursed under her breath and stormed over to Tristan and me, then jabbed her thumb towards the back of the warehouse. There were more of those rusted metal shelves sitting in rows, wedged so tightly

barked, muttering something under her breath that I would’ve

my victory. That

his, but I knew there was a chance it might turn him to our side. Worst case

only realized Tristan was pulling me along when I dug my heels into the ground and forced him to turn back.

either of you have a pen?” I asked, my

pen? Girl, we don’t have time for this!” Dina snapped, rubbing

the faint prickle of magic

when you could be finding me a

gravelly voice called from a few

pen in his meaty fist. While Dina and I had been snapping at one another, Deacon had quietly done as I asked. I rushed over and snatched it from him. It was a bit rougher than I intended, but