Alpha Asher By Jane Doe

Read Alpha Asher [by Jane Doe] Chapter 39 – Breyona’s P.o.v

“Mate.” I gaped, looking up at the huge man before me.

His hair was dark and curly, highlighting a sharp jawline and dark eyes.

“I am not your mate, she-wolf.”

Something flashed in his eyes, something he quickly stowed away in their dark depths. I found myself looking deeply, searching for what he had hidden.

My heart fluttered, yet broke all at once. His scent was swirling around me, intoxicating me the way alcohol never has.

He smelled of expensive cologne, warm and spicy but with a hint of something sweet. So complex and yet I could taste every note on my tongue.

‘That’s our mate.’ My wolf frowned, a low whine leaving her lips. ‘There’s something strange about mate. He doesn’t smell human.’

“No.” I frowned, “You are my mate, but you’re not human.”

My lips parted as I took in the man before me. His muscles rippled under his clothes. It was then I noticed how well dressed he was. An expensive pair of slacks topped with a crisp suit jacket. His muscles didn’t match his outfit, and yet he looked like some kind of buff mobster.

“And you’re not a werewolf.” My voice was growing weaker as realization dawned on me.

There were three species in this world. Werewolf, Human and—Vampire.

“And now you see, little she-wolf.” His voice was rough, emotionless while his eyes held more. “I cannot be your mate.”

I could feel my heart nearly shatter in my chest, a tight constricting feeling wrapping tightly around my body.

I was thankful Mason had gotten lost in the crowd, Lola before him. The two of them didn’t need to see this, didn’t need to see me be rejected.

I wondered if I’d walk around like Mason after being rejected. It was clear what happened to him, even if Lola couldn’t see for herself. I wonder if I’d have that same look of agony any time I saw a happy couple, any time someone spoke of mates and love.

“Why are you here.” I tried to keep my voice strong, to convince myself this was what must be done. “My Alpha’s territory is just a few minutes away.”

his eyes swirling pools of obsidian, “Therefor, I am

Lola.” This wasn’t a question, simply a

his eyes told me

wanted her; just another she-wolf. She had only just returned to the pack, to be tormented with rumors and suspicious deaths. Lola deserved better, especially after finding the strength to leave Tyler

out to the Vampire. My soul

that were not meant to be together; finding out they were

I could only hope our ending wasn’t as depressing as

just give up on him.’

grimaced, ‘Plus he’s a

side?’ My wolf questioned, one of her ears perking

‘He’d be turning his

and I obliged. ‘He’s ours for a reason. See how he’s

down at me in awe, quickly masking the emotion before I could truly appreciate it on

going to reject me?” My voice was small,

line. But with my mate, it was completely different. My heart was on the line, hinging on

out, grazing my fingertips against his b**e hand. His skin was smooth and tanned, much like toffee. The sparks I had heard about my entire life

accept us. If he came to our side, she’d accept

sure of this, and

answer my question, he simply stared down at me

tilted, his face analyzing me as though this had become

answer was immediate, my

burning into

I will not join your side.

I paused. What did

open wide, vulnerable. I was letting him know how much I truly

on my face at the intensity of his eyes. I felt

see what this g*d-like man was called, what name could possibly fit

His voice was rough, and it was then I could place the light

sound, forgetting our decades long hatred of his entire species. If

far as I knew, nothing like this has ever happened before. The tables were