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.”

unclaimed land.” The man looked down at me, his eyes swirling pools

Lola.” This wasn’t a

me I was right, that he was

the pack, to be

called out to the Vampire. My soul called out to his, finally

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

and Juliet. I could only hope

can’t just give up on him.’ My wolf whined, her ears

grimaced, ‘Plus he’s

our side?’ My wolf questioned,

would happen.’ I frowned, ‘He’d be

at him.’ My wolf murmured, and I obliged. ‘He’s ours for a reason. See how he’s looking at us? He can feel the mate-bond whether

Vampire looked down at me in awe, quickly masking the emotion before I could

me?” My voice was small,

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

hand. His skin was smooth and tanned, much like toffee. The sparks I had heard about my entire life crackled up my fingertips. Finding my mate was everything a werewolf looked

My wolf snapped, ‘Lola would accept us. If he came to our

was sure of this, and I wanted

a brewing storm. He didn’t answer my question,

you reject me, little she-wolf?” His head tilted, his face analyzing me as though this had

my

my eyes burning into his. “I will not reject

you know, I will not join your side. I will

paused. What did I

wide, vulnerable. I was letting him know how much I truly had at stake, more than just

repeated. A blush formed on my face at the intensity of his eyes. I felt like an

I needed to know. I needed to see what this g*d-like man was

rough, and it was then I could place the light

swooned at the sound, forgetting our decades long hatred of his entire

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